Connor came up to me the other morning and said, "Mom, I had a nightmare last night." I said, "oh, tell me about your dream." He said, "You were buckling me into the car seat, but you didn't do it tight enough and the police officer came by and took me. He didn't take me to jail though, he took me to a party and Grandma and Olivia were there and we ate pumpkin pie."
Hmmm, what an imagination! I would like that one interpreted!
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