Intewesting

Lately the Big Kid has been having some crazy dreams. The other day he told me that a monster pushed him in the potty and he fell down and he was calling for me but I wouldn't come get him, and why didn't I come get him? So I had to explain (again and again) that this had to have been a dream because it absolutely didn't happen in real life.

So today when he came up to me and started talking crazy talk, I typed it all out as he spoke. This is what he said:

Big Kid: I woked up and saw a sad boy dere and dere were all of dese polka dot wights all over da room but he was still sad but den his mom was dere and she was trying to fix him and den da dots turned owange and wed and yewwow and were jumpin' awound and awound and den Cookie monster baby was eatin' a wot of cookies dat had sand on dem and was changing and changing a wot and wittle kid was changin' too and da sound of him changin' was weird. Da gwirl's mom was doing um, um, his toe, his nails and he couldn't get da nails off and he cwied at his gwirl mudder. He is fixing a kid, a gwirl in my bed. I was sweepin' and he woked me up and I say "How did you get in here?" and he said he getted up fwom my pajamas.

Otay?

Ashley: Okay. That is an interesting dream

Big Kid: Yes, it was intewesting. It was wovely.

Ashley: Did you just say lovely?

Big Kid: Yes.

Ashley: Does lovely mean the same thing as nice?

Big Kid: Yes.

Ashley: Where did you hear that?

Big Kid: I dunno but you're supposed to be talkin' about my dweam. It was intewesting, huh?

First of all, where is he picking up words like lovely? The other day he said something was swell. Did I give birth to a reincarnation of The Beav? We don't talk like that around here.

And what is up with these dreams and this crazy talk? I'm beginning to suspect a substance abuse problem. For one second I thought maybe he was psychic and seeing ghosts, but then he got to the baby cookie monster part and totally lost me.

My photo shoot went excellent today, by the way. The kids were GORGEOUS and super photogenic, way easier than ugly kids. No funny pervy stories either, everything was on the up and up and the pictures are fantastic (if I do say so myself). I wish I could show you, but once again, the internet pervs ruin it for all of us. Thanks pervs.