
You're giggling in your sleep again. Each time I hear your soft laughter drifting over from the corner of the room, I can't help but smile & ask myself, "What are you dreaming of, sweet son of mine?"
I wish you could tell me all about the images that dance across your minds eye at night. Do you imagine yourself playing in the sun with Stormy chasing after you? Am I there with you as well? Do we play together at the park & roll around in the grass? Or maybe you're imagining being on the job with Daddy & Pop-Pop, working with the big machines. Or perhaps you're thinking of something as simple as what you did earlier in the day. With how much you're into Mickey Mouse lately, it wouldn't be a far reach to assume that you're dreaming of being back in Disney World, playing with Mickey & the gang.
What ever it is that makes up your dreams, I know it's keeping you content while the rest of the world is asleep. That alone helps me rest well at night.




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