In the night last night I felt a tapping on my shoulder…… thinking…. Adam…. but no… it was Gregory and he whispered so quietly “I had a bad dream”. I can’t remember the last time he came in with a bad dream! Poor little guy. He climbed into bed with me for a while and I rubbed his back. He told me he dreamed that Adam got struck by lightning and died. How sad. His cheeks were all wet from crying in his dream. I told him I didn’t think he needed to worry about lightning
because we hardly get rain in California, let alone thunder and lightning storms!! We went and checked on Adam and made sure he was safely asleep in his bed and Gregory slept fine the rest of the night.

Adam wakes a lot to climb into bed for “2 minutes” and then goes back to bed. Just needs some cuddle time or something 🙂 But Gregory is so “grown up” now he never comes in. I was kind of glad he came in and needed me last night. Although, I hated for him to have a dream like that! Came out of the blue, that’s for sure!