Heiderino

This dream doesn’t belong to me, it belongs to my daughter Drue, who is almost four.

The other night, I got hardly any sleep. The baby was up a couple times, she woke up a couple times, and even the dog woke me up to let him out at 3 a.m. At about 3:30, just after I’d fallen back to sleep, I heard her calling my name.

“Mom! I had a bad dream!!!”

I went in to console her, and asked her to tell me about it.

Now, usually her bad dreams include hot lava or monsters, but this time she was more upset.

“We went to the restaurant with Grandma and Grandpa, and Mishaya came along (friend from school). Mishaya tried to steal my fries!!!”

I must agree, this dream topped any hot lava or vicious monsters.

The other night, I had a horrible and bizarre nightmare.

Drue and I were walking through the grocery store produce department. Suddenly, a turkey went meandering through. I started laughing and pointing it out for Drue. I looked up and saw another turkey walk into produce. This one started to walk toward us. I started to scream and ran away, carrying Druesy. The turkey gave chase and CLAMPED on to the back of my leg right under my knee!!! It was horrible! I was shaking my leg wildly and screaming, and that thing wouldn’t let go.

I woke up in a panic.