BAD DREAMS...

Lately, poor Mikey has been having some bad dreams. He was waking up in the middle of the night yelling for either me or Brandon, and last week the poor little thing was shaking like a leaf at about 3 a.m. He was terrified. I held him and rubbed his back and was wishing that it was Dad's turn to get up, but, I comforted him like any good mother would. He has been asking if daddy could beat up the hulk (and Batman and sharks and monsters. the list goes on...and on....and on). I have explained to him that monsters are not real and Matt has told him that if he sees something on TV, just to turn the channel. We cannot reassure him enough because everyday he asks the same thing. Last week, he was actually scared to go to gramma and papa's house. It must've been the dream. Then, the other night he was scared to take a bath. After I washed him and his hair (while he was sitting on the edge of the tub), I had to put him in the shower to rinse off.

Fast forward to bedtime. Mikey, so sweetly, asks if I can go to sleep with him. This is something new. He usually likes to go to bed (in Matt's room) after we read. I laid down with him and he was hugging me so tight...occasionally rubbing my back and kissing me telling me how much he "likes" me. Secretly, I love this because he is usually all about daddy. I'm thinking he is going to fall asleep any second.....until....he looks at me with a giant grin on his face. You know, something like this:

Then...proceeds to give himself a wet willy. He starts laughing uncontrollably and I am trying to be the mature one here and not laugh. But it was so hard. I turned my head the other way and told him that I was leaving if he didn't stop it. He eventually regained control of himself, fell asleep...and slept all night. Without any bad dreams....let's hope we chased all the monsters, hulk, batman, etc. away for good!

*He is still afraid to take a bath, but I convinced him that showers are good - because he would go forever and a day without one if he could!

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