So we watched Sleeping Beauty last week at Molly's. Blaize has since started carrying around what he calls 'my sweet little Malificent.' (Invisible) He sometimes has me hold her and sometimes she rides in the car with us. He assures me she won't do anything bad around us, but I am still slightly uneasy with this arrangement.
Related, perhaps, Blaize told me today that his bad dreams slept on the deck last night. He went out to check on them and them came in to tell me #4 had hurt its knee on the sidewalk and could I cuddle it. I did of course, and later he gave me other bad dreams that needed cuddling for some reason or other. Then some good dreams joined in. There were 11 bad dreams and an unknown number of good dreams.
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My favorite caption/story so far:
Blaize's off-the-wall creative genius coupled with his mother's extraordinary word-smithing! Sign them up for something!!!
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