Dream a Little Dream

Little Brother just made his sleepy way down the stairs and climbed into my lap.

“Good morning,” I said to him. “Did you have a good sleep? Did you have good dreams?”

“I didn’t have ANY dreams!” he answered.

“No dreams?”

“No,” he said. “You get dreams when you wake up, and then you go back in your room and go back to sleep because you’re still sleepy, and then you get a dream.”

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