Tuesday, August 16, 2011

What Dreams May Come

So last night, I had a very odd dream.  

My daughter had spilled an entire container of Moon Sand on my baker's rack, and I had to clean it up.  You remember Moon Sand, don't you?

So I had to clean it up,and then sort out the sand. By color.  Because the kids would be mad if it was all mixed up.

Even in my dreams, I have to clean.  

If I ever go into psychotherapy, they will commit me for sure.

PS- I just played this video to make sure the link worked, and Becka said, "Hey, I like it!"  Hoping this dream isn't prophetic...I clean enough!

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