6.30 am, not as early as most times they wake me but still. Rose wanders in sobbing
"Mummy I've had a bad dream."
Snuggle under the duvet, mop up tears...
"Tell me all about it darling."
"Well, I was swimming in the sea and an octopus grabbed me with one of his testicles."
I beg your pardon?
No, it was not a typo.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Now that is what I call a bad dream
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3 comments:
Wonderful! Now that's a dream that would certainly leave me in tears!
Kids say the darndest things!
Wow! It would be a nightmare for me also. lol
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