I had a dream...

And so it begins. I have this funny little pregnancy symptom that keeps my family entertained. Dreams. Weird, bizarre, vivid dreams.

With Little d I remember the first one I had. It was about the saltwater rabbit. What? Didn't you know there was a difference between saltwater rabbits and freshwater rabbits? I remember that in my dream the rabbit in the aquarium died because it was not a saltwater rabbit and it was in our saltwater tank. Ironically I had this dream before I even knew I was pregnant. It's ironic because the rabbit died. Get it? The rabbit died? That means you're pregnant, right? I couldn't make that up if I tried.

So this afternoon I took a nap. A luxurious two hour nap courtesy of my husband and kids. I slept so hard, and of course I had a bizarre dream. I was cutting up barbie dolls, with scissors, because Little d wanted to play with them in pieces. Now before you say my God woman, what do you let your child watch on TV? Let me explain. Little d has a very vivid imagination, and she loves to play with bits of paper and ribbon (that she cuts into small pieces). She makes them into characters and they act out stories. So it's really not a big stretch that she would want things in pieces, of course she would NOT want me to cut up barbies but you know how crazy dreams are...

or at least mine are.

{PS I just did spell check and it said No Misspellings Found--that never happens!}