Poor little Scout has been plagued with nightmares for the past few months.  It isn’t every night, and I am convinced it is mostly when he is too hot while he sleeps.  (I get nightmares when I am too hot, and Micah just told me that he does also.)  Anyway, I was sleeping with him last night, and three different times, he woke up upset.  The worse was when he woke me from a dead sleep, and was screaming bloody murder.  I said, “Scout, I am right here.  Were you having a bad dream?”  He said he was, and when I asked him what it was about, he said, “BEARS!”  Poor guy.  After he was awake and I asked him about his dream, he completely recounted his time at Disneyland with Micah when they found the caves for the bad guys and the bears.  (babe — he might be a little young for all the details.)

The good news is that towards the morning, he started cracking up in his sleep and then said, “you see dat?”  I would love to know what type of showing off he was doing in that dream.

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