Thursday, October 12, 2006

Dreams

A couple nights ago, Cal woke me up with hysterical crying. I went in to check on him and he was half sitting up yelling, "More ice cream, please!" I said, "Cal? Are you ok? More ice cream?" He said, "Yeah. More ice cream!" I rubbed his back and said, "Are you dreaming about ice cream?" He looked around, calmed down and said, "Yeah. White ice cream."

A couple months ago, I heard him in the middle of the night saying, "Elmo."

We no longer have to wonder what kids dream about.