Saturday, December 13, 2008

Nightmare

Last night in the middle of the night we awoke to Reece yelling and crying. Travis ran in his room and asked him what was wrong.

Reece -- "I had a bad dream"
Daddy -- "It's okay, I'm here"

Reece cried some more while dad comforted him.

Daddy -- "What was your dream about?"
Reece -- "Mom made a bunch of cookies and Dayton ate them all and I didn't get any"
Daddy -- "...ughhh...okay, go to sleep now"

6 comments:

TJ said...

I love your kids! ;)

TJ said...

Cookies are like gold in our family. When they are gone, it's trouble.

Susan said...

I would have cried too! Don't you just love what toddlers think is the end of the world? We love Reece!

Angela said...

I hope you made him his own batch of cookies!!

Jenn and Scott said...

What a cutie! I would love to only have to worry about who ate the cookies! Gotta luv em!

Melinda said...

That is too funny and adorable. That naughtly little Dayton!