The other night I was having this really intense, interesting dream where I was searching for something. I mostly remember looking across a field of broken, glittery piles of pieces. Sort of like when the seashells all collect in places at the beach but it was small, broken bits of different colorful items. I felt confused about what I was looking for and hopeless about finding it in that field of stuff, but I kept using my foot and sometimes my hands to brush the top layer away, hoping I'd find whatever it was. I knew it seemed unlikely that I'd find anything in such a random way but I knew it was important that I look.
Then I noticed a flash of green and something pink and I bent down and found a green glass police badge and was reaching for the pink thing when I started to hear a sound over and over again. At first I was excited about the stuff I found, sure that the green glass police badge was a part of whatever I needed but it was hard to ignore the noise I kept hearing. It was like a periodic humming or something, a MMMM MMMM MMMMM MMMMM MMMMM MMMMM. Was it words? I remember thinking that I should keep studying what I had found and that I shouldn't try to listen to the noises or I'd forget what I was doing.
MUMUM. MUMUM. MUMUM. MUMUM. MUMUM. MUMUM. MUMUM. MUMUM. I slowly started realizing what I was hearing.
WILL YOU WIPE MY BUTT?
And that was the end of the dream. I was done searching for treasure and solving mysteries and back to wiping butts.
Bummer (no pun intended).
Love ur blog....my sister told.me about you bc i have twin four year old boys and there are so many parrallels it is awesome.....keep em coming!
Oh man. It's his fault you won't be inspired to write the next Twilight saga and make a gazillion dollars.
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