Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Dream, dream, dream...

Teresa: "I dreamed about purple puppies arfing!"
The next day...
Teresa: "I dreamed about purple puppies eating purple birdies!"
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Rebecca (in absolute tears): "I forgot to decide what to dream about!"
The next day...
Rebecca: "I dreamed about pink bears having a birthday party! And they were all wearing party hats & hula hoops. And they invited Elizabeth & Jackson... & Elizabeth Star."
***
Andrew: "I just dreamed about black."

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Donut doors?

Andrew: "Mom, guess what I dreamed about last night? You & Daddy & Becca & Teresa & me all lived in a donut house! There were doors everywhere since the walls were made out of... donuts. We had to put this big steel cabinet & a steel bookcase & a steel box in front of one of the doors because it was a secret passageway to a volcano! And we didn't want Teresa to go out there. Oh, yeah, & our Grandpa was Superman!"

Friday, February 12, 2010

As real as it may seem...

Rebecca: I dreamed about oranges & mommies & daddies & SOUP & Teresas & noodles. Can we play Candyland? And babies.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Was that a dream?

One aspect of pregnancy that I've always found fascinating is the way that it affects my dreams. (I'm not sure if it's specifically being pregnant or the fact that I'm usually eating something right before bed. Pizza=bad. Cinnamon rolls=bad. Leftover birthday cupcakes=strange but acceptable. Bowl of Honey Bunches of Oats=good.)

I am a pretty vivid dreamer anyway, well at least compared to Darren, so it's quite amusing to share what I remember with him when I wake up. He probably thinks I'm making it up half of the time but I really don't have that good of an imagination!

Lately in my dreams, Darren & I have gotten married about 5 or 6 times . . . including a reception AT Hy-Vee serving chicken patties & grapes with college friends dancing the tango, random seminarians scrambling to find another vase for the mancala marbles we want up by the altar, high school classmates dancing in the aisles of the Church to Love Shack DURING the ceremony, & Rebecca wearing her new hot pink crocs & sunglasses without lenses to complement her flower girl dress. Other friends have been getting married . . . complete with Transformers attacking at the end . . . announcing pregnancy, taking crazy canoe rides to see very large sea creatures, & just overall surprising me.

One morning I woke up furious at Darren because he had spent $400 on a pair of custom-made leather boots that had a painting of a deer with his name written beneath it. He neglected to consult me, too. The nerve. I had to keep reminding myself all morning that it was only the dream that I was upset in & not really at him. (Just envisioning him wearing those boots snapped me out of it & into bouts of laughter multiple times. Not really his style.)

How about you? Are you a vivid dreamer? Have any fun ones to share? Anything affect your dreaming "habits"? Am I just a crazy pregnant lady? Okay, don't answer that last one.