Kids Don’t Mince Words
This morning I was startled awake by a dream of an alligator jumping on me. (It’s quite funny when I think about it now. In the dream I was on a high bed and the alligator, which was on the floor, actually sprang straight up and was going to land on top of me.) After breakfast, I checked the mail and, while on my way to take the hand full of bills to my desk, I made the statement to Jeremy that those bills were the real alligator.
Gage, after looking at me in a peculiar manner, asked me to explain. After I finished, he simply replied, “You need to see a doctor mom.”
