Dreams

Last night I dreamed I was in Paris. I had a similar dream a few weeks ago, and both times I remember thinking "I can't believe I'm in Paris."
Jeremy doesn't remember what he dreamed last night...but when I asked him if he usually dreams, and he got a very serious look on his face and said "Oh yeah." I asked what he dreams about, and he said "things that could really happen in real life."
Ethan told me that he dreamed that baby lion was really a real lion.
Since Kristina spent the night at Grandma's house last night, I called to ask her about her dream, knowing that she would deliver a saga. She did.
And the gist of it was that she was at school in a future Poptropoica land, and Grandpa was there.
This time around, I also asked Derek what he dreamed last night, and he also doesn't remember. Then he said to please not make him sound stupid on my blog, and I assured him that I never do. (The only person who might ever sound stupid on this blog is me, myself, since I'm the one writing it...espescially if you read it with your right brain turned off.)
I can't tell you what Natalie may have dreamed last night but every morning we have a conversation that goes like this:
Me: "Good morning! Did you sleep well?"
N:"Yeah."
Me:"Did you have any dreams?"
N:"Yeah."
Me:"What did you dream about?"
N:"Good."
Every morning, folks...and it cracks me up every time.

I will explain this collage thusly: I simply asked the fam. what color they wanted to see themselves in today...