After a long weekend full of fun fairs, dinners and hanging out with favourite cousins, there's not much left for this four year old, other than to dream about it, all over again...
I say 'sweet dreams' to the kids every night. One night last week, Nolie asked what 'sweet dreams' meant. I told him I was hoping he had good dreams that night. The next morning, Nolie got up and yelled, "Mum! I had good dreams!" I said, "Great! What did you dream about?" He said, "I don't remember." :o)
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Sweet dreams Nolie Bolie
I say 'sweet dreams' to the kids every night. One night last week, Nolie asked what 'sweet dreams' meant. I told him I was hoping he had good dreams that night. The next morning, Nolie got up and yelled, "Mum! I had good dreams!" I said, "Great! What did you dream about?" He said, "I don't remember." :o)
Paul is probably whispering in Nolie's ear, "Jeff Gordon stinks", over and over.
As long as he's not going on about how great the Boston Bruins are...I think Nolie has been sufficiently brainwashed by his dear ole Ma. Go Flames!
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