Bad Dreams

This morning, Evie told me she had a bad dream. I asked her what the bad dream was about. She softly started talking about how she was sitting in her snack chair eating a chocolate chip cookie. I interupted and said ‘You had a bad dream about a chocolate chip cookie?” She replied:

“No. I had a bad dream Dad ATE my chocolate chip cookie!”

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