sensory surprises

dream a little dream

i’ve spent almost the entire weekend trying to rack my brain for something to write about, and then i suddenly remembered wednesday morning. it’s amazing how quickly we forget. but i digress… wednesday morning was a rare morning because the husbot and i had a few mutual minutes of downtime together before the chaos of the day begins.

he was making scrambled eggs, and i was sitting across the counter. we were discussing the kidbot’s sleeping habits as he had wandered into our bedroom at about 2am. too tired to discuss or inquire, i just moved over and he snuggled in. this is certainly not a behaviour that i’d like to cultivate, and being tired was a sorry excuse to let it happen. slippery slope and all that.

additionally, i was curious as to why the kidbot wandered in, and i asked the husbot if he thought it was due to a bad dream. at this point, the kidbot wandered over said “dream? yeah.” and so it began.

he told us about the fact that he was riding his bicycle INSIDE (the emphasis, his, not mine) but that the walls kept closing in, and he was being chased by doggies “SNAP SNAP SNAP!” (complete with hand gestures) and that he needed to press the BIG RED BUTTON! and…. it was SCARY…

i think you could have picked the jaws of both the husbot and i up off of the floor at this point.

there are three things that are remarkable about this whole scene…

1) he was listening to and comprehending a conversation that he was not a part of, and felt the need to come over and participate. this is a first.

2) he told us a whole story… an intelligible, well-crafted, and multi-part story that included complete sentences, an expression of his feelings about what happened.

3) my kid has a crazy awesome imagination.