K, you rolled over in bed yesterday morning (yes you still come and get in out bed in the middle of the night) and told me the funniest story.

You were half asleep still.

You had a pleasant look on your face, grinning, nearly laughing.

We snuggled each other in that blur of time between when the alarm goes off and you are fully awake.

You opened your eyes and told me, nearly laughing:

Daddy, I had a dream that your shirt was Huck’s hair. In my dream I was rubbing Huck. But when I woke up, it was just your shirt.

Ha!

I’m not sure why it tickled us so much but we laughed about it off and on all day.

My sweet baby’s dreams.

I love you.

-Dad