Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Natalie's Dark Tale

At 3 a.m. I heard footsteps on the stairs.  Instantly I knew...Natalie had had another nightmare.  Since her dreams tend to be very complicated and full of detail, I didn't ask questions, just lifted the blankets and allowed her to climb in bed with us.  However, I knew the next three hours would involve a wrestling match of sorts with her as a sleeping companion.  Oh well, such is the life of being a Mom and one day I'll miss this, right?

In the morning, she wanted to share with me everything about her "nightmare".

"So, Mom we were in the kitchen and the Brauns were with us. I was sitting in my pink chair.  You made me a bagel with chocolate chips (A Natalie special) and Noah took one of my bagels and ...and HE ATE IT!  THEN, Carter (4 year old friend) looked at the other piece and I said, "Don't you dare!" and then he grabbed it AND HE TOOK OFF RUNNING DOWN THE HALL AND THEN...AND THEN...HE DROPPED IT AND THERE WAS MELTED BUTTER AND CHOCOLATE CHIPS ON THE FLOOR..."

As she recounted her dark (dark chocolate, that is) tale to me, her voice grew louder and went up about two octaves while I sat speechless.  I don't remember the rest of her dream because at this point the only thought that penetrated my brain was...it's got to be 5 o'clock somewhere.


No comments:

Post a Comment