First dream

Braden remembered his first dream. Right when he woke up he started telling me, "Momma, when I was sleeping, I was playing with all the kids, and I was running real fast, and Reagan was chasing me..." I told him that when that happens in his sleep it is called a dream! Isn't that cool! I never thought about when people started remembering their dreams!

Jason and I decided we must have some sort of plan of action to discipline the princess. Her sassiness has grown exponentially, and she is now starting to say "no" and grunt with displeasure (even with a little foot stomping sometimes) when we tell her to do something. She is very difficult to discipline because if you raise your voice one little iota she gets her feelings hurt and nothing gets through to her because she cries and pouts. If you don't raise your voice she blows you off, and definitely nothing gets through to her. She's got us figured out, doesn't she! I'm sure you're all wishing us good luck with this!

The Aggies lost big. Jason is upset that they don't play with any heart. Matt called to say it's the coach's fault. I'm blaming the quarterback. I never was a big fan of his because he's either red hot or ice cold. And when he's cold, it doesn't even look like he's fighting to get hot again. I understand about athletes getting in a funk, but if you don't fight to get out of it, you never will! I wonder if Reggie would appreciate my advice? The defense stinks again- no resemblance of the old wrecking crew. Didn't I say last week that it is hard to be an Aggie fan? The sad thing is, I wondering what game they have left that they might win??

We're having church in the park today. The idea is to relax and celebrate before our big "grand opening" next week. That is when we start meeting weekly at the theater. I'm looking forward to a little sand volleyball!