As you may know, Boy has quite an imagination. He's had some very interesting dreams at times.
The ones that really stand out in my memory are the nightmares, though.
My inconsolable Boy yelling "I want my HEEEEAAAAARRRRRT!" "I want my HEEEEAAAAARRRRRT!" really upset me.
Then Daddy asked me what he wanted his hat for. What a relief! And that made much more sense (sort of).
"I don't like CORN RIIIIIIICE."
This was easier to interpret - too much risotto Mummy.
And, then, last night I heard my Boy sobbing in his sleep. Whatever was wrong this time?
"I overloaded my engines!"
Apparently he was dreaming about Thomas the Tank Engine.
I think Thomas is kiddy crack. It seems to really stick with them! The other day my nephew tripped over his own feet, and when he got back up he looked at me and said, 'Wow Joolie, bumpy tracks!'
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