Rough night last night. Just couldn’t sleep.
But still, probably better than my daughter’s.
A snippet from our drive to school this morning:
Me: So . . . bad dreams last night, huh?
Her: Yeah.
Me: So what were they?
Her: I put my scarf down the toilet.
In her quest to retrieve it, terrifying and epic adventures ensued.
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writerchick says:
January 3, 2007 at 7:12 pm (UTC -6 )
I always dream about my car overheating or my hair exploding – fun stuff. But at least it gives me blog fodder.
WC
Christopher Wondra says:
January 4, 2007 at 11:48 am (UTC -6 )
Exploding hair!??
How in the heck does that work?
My worst dreams are when I realize that I’ve been walking around in public without any clothes on.
btw–thanks you very much for adding me to your blogroll. You’re the first. I won’t let you down!
Daughter says:
January 31, 2007 at 5:04 pm (UTC -6 )
Why did you put my dream in here? Don’t you
understand that this is out in the open, Dad?
Emma,
Sorry Kiddo. It was just so cute that I couldn’t resist.
Love you
Dad
The Tooth Fairy Letters says:
April 3, 2007 at 3:43 am (UTC -6 )
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