Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Of dreams

I would rather eat up all the dog biscuits for life than wake up difficult people. I understand it because as a kid I would love to drop off my pet dog from mount everest every time I heard him barking in the morning. My dragon is impossible. It is only safe to wake her from a distance, like Portugal.

I always try to rouse my daughter with an exciting thought so that she just pops up and ready to go. I usually kiss her and say something like, "I dreamed about being trapped in the hotel room, locked from the outside and there's a lot of zombies around ..."

She'll screamed...

Actually, I don't say that, but I do try to get her brain active. "Hey, I dreamed about your mommy kidnapped by the ultraman.."

She'll say," Didn't you try to save mommy?"

Then I know I've got her.. "Well, but ultraman will not let me take mom back.. anyway, daddy can save a lot of money if mom is not around.. mom eats like godzilla"

And she'll say, "But you got to save mommy.. you are the godzilla... mommy is princess Barbie"

Now, I am standing in her doorway without a shirt on, teasing, "Yeah right, well, I am going to work now and I'll give ultraman a phone call later..."

"You can't go to work like this"

"Why not? I am late"

"You can't go to work like that because people can see your belly"

We both laugh and she's up.


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