Nightmares

Leah decided to take over my half of the bed the past couple of weeks, forcing me to sleep on the couch. The couch that reclines on each end so that there are bars sticking in my back and/or calves. If that weren't uncomfortable enough, Hailey decided to grace me with her presence around 3am. She had a "horrible nightmare" and couldn't bare to sleep 30 feet away from me. So I suck in my gut, try to think "thin" thoughts, and "become one" with the couch. Oh what a lovely night of sleep that was for me. :)

The following night, while cuddling on that very same couch, Hailey proceeds to tell me of this horrific nightmare she had. The very same nightmare which had displaced her into my open arms the night before. "Daddy was trying to shoot the deer, and he shot into the flowers, but shot the deers wife instead. Then a zombie came out of the woods and ate the gun. So we ran away and cried." I can totally see how this would be terrifying to a 5 year old! Witnessing the murder of a loved spouse? Losing the only weapon of protection to a hungry gun eating zombie?! Scary stuff for real. Scary, and HILARIOUS!

Oh my gosh, I laughed so hard at my poor daughter, and THANKfully she laughed right along! Why?! You ask? Why on EARTH would I laugh at my poor, impressionable, terrified preschooler? Because the deer she was speaking of was the very deer we have mounted on our wall! Okay, not funny yet? His wife? Well his wife that was accidentally shot and killed, was the boars head we also have mounted on our wall. DON'T JUDGE ME! For no particular reason at all this just REALLY tickled me and I couldn't stop laughing! I really would have felt awful if she were offended. But no, I've got a really cool kid and she just laughed right along with me!