Friday, September 19, 2008


Words of The Zach (my five-year-old grandson)

One morning after slowly and sleepily dragging himself out of bed
and down the hall to the kitchen...

Zach: "I just want my dream back."

Papa: "What was your dream about?"

Zach: "I don't know, but it was a nice dream and I just want it back."


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