Peyton woke up this morning a little worried. He jumped in bed with us saying that he had a bad dream about his Mommy. Something about a "bad girl" throwing something hot at me. It didn't sound all that bad, but it was enough for my sweet boy to be extra loving to me this morning. He snuggled with me and then kept coming up to give me a hug until the bad feelings from the dream went away. It was really very sweet. I told him that he needs to have bad dreams about me a little more often. I couldn't get enough of the extra love from today. :)
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