Friday, March 11, 2011

Sweet Dreaming


"Mom? Can you hold on to my arm while I fall asleep until I'm dreaming?"

"Sure, honey."

"Then, when I'm dreaming I can pull you into my dream and we can fly out of the window up to the roof of the house and get down my Frisbee that's stuck up there. We can take a ladder down if you want."

"I'm in."

13 comments:

  1. I've got something in my eyes blurring my vision.

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  2. What a dear little boy you have...I am feeling all mushy inside.

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  3. Ohh, to be pulled into Bob's dreams... I bet that would be a trip. :)

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  4. Inception ain't got nothing on this kid.

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  5. I'm feeling all dreamy myself right now.

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  6. For some reason this made me sentimental... I love it, though!

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  7. I love your blog. Its so full of love!

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  8. The love, your good parenting skills and Bob's amazing thoughts at such a young age that flow out of your posts are like rain on a parched desert. Thank you so much.

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