Dreaming

This morning was the first time Lauryn has ever told me about a dream she had.

She was eating oatmeal at the kitchen table and suddenly started giggling. She said, "Mom? You know what I thought about last night while I was in my bed? You put some pennies in the oven and cooked them. And then I ate them!"

I'm assuming she had this dream because she and her daddy made gingerbread cookies together last night. So baking was on her mind. That, or she's trying to tell me that my cookies have the taste and texture of copper. (Which may not be too far from the truth).