As Jonathan was waking up this morning, he said, "Look at my brown, Mommy." I asked him if he was dreaming about drawing a picture and he said yes. Then, he was looking all around, moving the pillow, looking under the sheets. "Where is my picture?" It was very hard to understand that it wasn't real, that it was only a dream. He asked about the picture for quite a while, until we got going on other morning activities.
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Heather Daley on
March 27, 2006, 10:28 am
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