Noah just woke up and stumbled out of his bedroom in a bit of a sleepy head daze. I was sitting at the computer checking my email and as he walked by the office I called him in for a good morning hug. He climbed up on my lap and these were his first words of the day:
I really, really don't want to pee my pants. . . .
And I really, really don't want Adam to be mean . . .
Because that would be a bad idea.
I can't help but wonder what he dreamed about last night.
1 comments:
I think those are goals we can all live by.
I certainly don't want to pee my pants.
And I definitely don't want Adam to be mean.
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