Dreams

I've really been wishing for alone time in my house lately. Just longing for it.

The other night I had the following dream:

I took a trip to Florida by myself. I checked into a hotel after my flight and had that nice traveling tiredness. The one where I feel tired from the travel, but so excited to be where I am. The hotel was a big expensive, fancy one (George Clooney was in the hotel room next to mine with his girlfriend---I have no idea why he was in my dream. I, personally have never found him attractive). After getting to my room, I put my bags on the bed and went onto the deck overlooking the ocean. The temperature was perfect, there was a slight breeze, and I just stood there looking at the ocean and smelling the salt air.

When all of a sudden...this large hairy man wearing a tank top that didn't cover his entire stomach and a baseball cap is behind me asking me what I am doing in his room. I was like "what?!" We both had the key to the room. And he went on to tell me how he and his wife conceived their daughter in that room and they checked into that room every year to celebrate. I was like "why is he telling me this? too much information." And then I woke up.

sigh. Even in my dreams I can't have any alone time. :)


Other things heard around here:
Mason: "Maddox do you want me to play with the camper with you?" Maddox: "Yeah! I want to play camper with you! sure!"---this was music to my ears this morning. It was soon followed by screaming and yelling, but it was a beautiful moment.

Maddox: (after I told him I couldn't find what he was looking for until after I was done cooking) "You CAN mom! You CAN find it! Come on! Find it mom!"

Maddox: when Mason was frustrated with something he couldn't accomplish at the moment "You can do it Mason. You can!" When Mason did do it: Maddox: "Good job Mason!"

Maddox: "Hey mom! My poop is coming out!!! It's coming!"