Friday night:
Me: What are you going to dream about tonight?
Jackson: Throwing a ball way high in the sky!
Saturday morning:
Me: How did you sleep?
Jackson: Bad.
Me: Oh no! Why?
Jackson: My dream about throwing a ball way high in the sky! They didn't pick it!
Sunday, August 7, 2011
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