Dream Sequence #1

My son, Nick, goes to bed earlier than I do, so when I head for my own room, he's usually asleep and deep into the world of dreams. One Night, he was 11 or 12 years old, I could hear him sounding scared and distressed in a dream. I dont' know what it was about--I couldn't understand his words. I listened for a moment, then my motherly compassion compelled me to try and settle him down. I opened the door to his room and saw that he was standing up, facing the doorway. The room was dark and the light was on in the hallway behind me, creating a dark, faceless silhouette. I stood in that spot for a moment and said to him, "Are you okay?" And he, in that sleep language only he can speak, answered "Ahhhungghhhh!" and threw his blanket at me. I think he thought I was a dream monster, but I'm not sure what the blanket represented inside his dream world. I finally persuaded him to get back into bed. He stayed asleep throughout, though he did realize I was there and talked with me a little bit. As usual, when I asked him about his dream in the morning, he didn't remember it at all.

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My son is forcing me to put up a post onto my blog, even though I am kind of tired and grumpy today and not very inspired to create. Oh well. I love him anyway. Check out his blog at Dilongparadoxus.blogspot.com
I know, this sounds like some sort of virus or maybe something naughty that you wouldn't want your mom to see. But, don't worry. It's actually just the name of a dinosaur.

Okay. please visit again. Next time I will be telling stories about Nick's crazy dream behavior. This, you won't want to miss.