Dreams

Two nights ago, Zane woke up at 1:00 am crying. When I went in there and asked what was wrong he said he wanted some water. I gave him some but he cried more and said he wanted it in his yellow cup with the animals on it (he usually calls this his Sigg bottle). I said I didn't know where it was and he said "it flew away." Then paused for a minute and said "it's on the playscape, really, really high up."

This morning he woke up whining and asking for me. When I went in to get him, he asked me to tickle him with a shovel. I asked him if I could just tickle him with my hands and that just caused more tears.

It's funny that he doesn't really understand that he's dreaming right now. At least, I hope he's just dreaming!