Good Morning Dreams

The morning times are really fun for me. Usually both my boys wake up pretty happy, and they come to my bed to spend some quality time talking. I almost always ask both of them how they slept and if they had any dreams.

Last night Connor said he had 5 good dreams and 1 bad dream. The good dream he told me about was about the ice cream truck (we had ice cream last night!). Connor told Aaron and I his bad dream:

"I got a new bike and I loved it. I left it outside and when I came back a wolf had come and knocked it over and ruined it."

Last night we saw a dog that looked sort of like a wolf. I thought that was a weird dream for him to have.

Every other morning when I ask Aaron if he had any dreams his exact response was always, "Good". Today was the first day where he actually changed his response. He said, "I was at the playground and I slipped". Wow, his first dream to describe and it was bad!

Hopefully there will be a lot more good dreams to come!