Chris had to wake Brennan up for school yesterday. Brennan was half asleep when he finally made it downstairs. He looked at me with half lidded eyes full of sleep, yawned and said, "Momma, my dream was so good that I just didn't want to wake up this morning."
"Wow, really? What was it about?" I replied, trying to hide a smile.
"I don't really remember. But it was good. Real good."
I love this kid.
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