Nathan woke up Sunday with a bad dream at about 5:30 AM and never really got back to sleep. Last night, it was more like 4:30. He slept a little after that, but never really got all the way back to sleep.
This morning as we were all lying in bed completely bleary-eyed, Meredith asked him if he remembered his dream. "I a bug, and bird eating me. And I dying."
Poor kid. Kids have scary dreams.
Posted by Mike at May 22, 2007 03:54 PM