I keep having stranger and stranger dreams. I thought it would be fun to share one of my recent favorites.
At first I kept dreaming we were having a baby boy. This has shifted over the last few weeks to dreaming about a baby girl. Then the other night...Patrick and I were in the delivery room and I gave birth to a healthy beautiful baby squirrel (gender undetermined).
Patrick and I were so happy and we thought it was the most adorable baby squirrel we had ever seen. It cried like a human baby but chattered away like a squirrel when not crying. (In the dream it did not bother us at all that I had given birth to a squirrel). All of our friends and family came to see our broad-tailed baby in the hospital and everyone was so happy for us. Everything was fine until we brought Baby Squirrel (we were still picking names, but "Octavius" was a front runner) home and Miles and Ella immediately began snifing the car seat--yes, it was in a car seat...safety first! There was initially a lot of sniffing and whining on their part....then the dream took a sharp turn downhill when they chased and killed Octavius the Squirrel. Needless to say I woke up in a panic and haven't gotten over it yet.
