A couple of nights ago, I walked by C's room. He wasn't asleep yet even though it was about 10 PM. I went in his room and asked him he was having trouble falling asleep. He nodded.
I curled up next to him and told him that sometimes I count when I'm having trouble falling asleep.
He replies, "Nah, I'm dream'in Mama....dreaming about tractors."
Then we laughed together.
Maybe that's why he couldn't fall asleep. He was excited thinking about tractors.
That boy. Sometimes I wonder if I'll remember these funny events. That's why I blog. When I'm old and wrinkled, I can re-read my ramblings and remember my little boys when they were this age.