Sean: "Clifford burst! Clifford burst!"
Erin: "Clifford... burst?"
Sean: "Uh-huh." (Now, turning his head to see his stuffed Clifford right next to him, smiling back), "No he didn't, he's right there." Immediately falls back asleep.
This morning Sean provided a few more details to fill in the landscape of his dream:
Erin: "Did you have a bad dream last night Seannie?"
Sean: "Yes, there was a little tiny brown bear [holding up his two fingers about an inch apart] that was going to get Seannie. And Clifford was in a cage and he was knocking with his tail." (No word on the spontaneous combustion).
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| Seannie, Jamesie and an in-tact Clifford (among several other 'guys') last week. |
2 comments:
a little tiny brown bear does not sound very threatening...I'm very curious about this dream!
I know! Every single nap or bedtime since this dream he has asked us if the little brown bear is going to get him, and we have to say no. Finally, cody asked him how big the bear was and he put his thumb and forefinger together and said that big and Cody said, "That doesn't seem like it can hurt you, that seems more like a snack!" Yet, still, a few minutes ago for his nap he asked me if the brown bear was going to get him and said, "Mommy say, 'no, i'll be right downstairs.'"
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