i have had a recurring style of dream for about 4 years now.
and it's a terrible dream!
in the dream, i am following chet or holden while they ride their bike, and then they ride out into a street and get plowed over by a huge, fast truck.. and i wake up.
(see, i told you it was an awful dream!)
i always wake up so stressed and have the hardest time falling back to sleep after that because every time i close my eyes i see the collision.
this morning, that stupid dream woke me up at 4:15am.
and i just really didn't need that!
i ended up going on my phone to find something to get my mind to stop thinking about that dream.
and somehow i came across these stories of being buried alive.. which definitely did not help me fall back to sleep!
so, this morning, i'm tired!
we were up late last night (like most nights these days) picking away at all the packing/organizing/decluttering we need to do before me move.
last night, we took apart the bunk bed.
now chet and holden are sleeping on a mattress on the floor, and they think it is super cool! haha
when i snuck in to get tad out of their room this morning, chet and holden were spooning!
i wish i had've taken a picture because it was super cute.
aaaand because they would hate that picture when they are teenagers!
