For nights like last night.
Since the warm weather has returned, I've gotten out our bubble machine and turned it on, much to Son's delight. Five words currently occupy his happiness lexicon: Mommy, Daddy, tractor, cow and, thanks to the bubble machine, bubbles.
Anyway, I was wrapping up my Sunday and getting ready to hit the sack. My office is right next to Son's bedroom, and as I was shutting down my computer and turning off the light, I heard him talking in his sleep. He uttered one word: "Bubbles."
There are two things that every little boy should have:
1) A little red wagon;
2) Dreams filled with bubbles.
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Please note: My policy at Bramble Tamble is to not use real names for private citizens. I hope you will adhere to this policy; hell, it's my only rule here. (But you can use your own real name if you'd like. Cause I'm magnanimous like that.)