Last night I was woken from a dead sleep, by my little girl biting me. She also was in a dead sleep.
I ask her this morning what did you dream about last night:
Her = Mom, I dreamed I was eating ham, but it didn't taste like ham. It was nasty.
Me = I guess not, it was mommy you were eating........
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
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