Two or three times a week, Brad wakes up in the middle of the night and comes into our room telling us he had a bad dream. (We then put him in our bed or I go to lie down in his bed with him.) Last night, this happened, and this morning he said his bad dream was that he had horns instead of ears... not the kind of horns that bulls have, but the kind of horns that cars have!
Monday, July 9, 2007
Scary Dreams...
Two or three times a week, Brad wakes up in the middle of the night and comes into our room telling us he had a bad dream. (We then put him in our bed or I go to lie down in his bed with him.) Last night, this happened, and this morning he said his bad dream was that he had horns instead of ears... not the kind of horns that bulls have, but the kind of horns that cars have!
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