On our way to the babysitter's house this morning, Andrew asked me if I had any dreams last night. I said I don't remember if I did. Then I asked him if he had a dream. He said no. Then he said he saw a piece of my dream in his room last night. What? I asked him what he meant. Then he said, "Well, I don't know if it was your dream or Daddy's dream, but I saw a piece of a dream in my room last night." I'm not getting it, but I think he remembers a little bit of a dream, but maybe it didn't make sense to him so he thinks it was one of our dreams. I think he is still convinced that it was a piece of mine or Jeremy's dream...
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