Dreams

Z told me tonight that she dreamed about wild dogs, and that they were living in a barn--like in Horseland--but it wasn't really a barn. It was a shed. And they were in the shed, and Z was trying to keep them in. But they bit her fingers. Actually, they bit her fingers off. And there were witches. She also said that when she was older, she'd be able to "do that trick you told me about" where you can change what you dream about by thinking about good things before you go to bed. I told her I'd give her a lucky kiss before I left that would give her happy dreams, but she told me, "No, that never works." - Posted via iPhone 3GS