Dream, dream, dream...

Ever have recurring dreams that you don't know what they mean? I often dream about being in a dress shop and I am looking for a dress for my daughter. Usually the dresses look like the ones I used to sew for production for MiniWorld many years ago. Other times I am just at a department store filtering through racks and racks of clothing trying to find her size but not having any luck. The dream I had this morning the dresses were at my house rather than in a store and they were all summery dresses on a rack for sale for $2 and all her size! I was one lucky mom! I just don't get it though. Now I'll be puzzled all morning long. Why are these types of dreams recurring? What do they mean? Do any of you have dreams that recur that make no sense?

Kitten Garden

My sweet little girl has now turned 5 and boy does she know it. Since her birthday she has been hearing everyone talk about her starting Kindergarten this year. This morning as I we were preparing for the day and I was zipping her coat up, she said in a half-sleepy, half serious, all innocent face, "Am I going to go to Kitten Garden?" I still remember that moment of her looking up at me with cherub face and those "Precious Moments" eyes when she said this. Jake and I just both smiled and looked at each other repeating her words "Kitten Garden" aloud just to hear it and so I reminded her once again that yes, she would be going once summer is over. Warms my heart just thinking about it. :)

Reader's Block?

I have never been able to read more than one page in a book - well okay maybe I have read two whole books. I get pretty frustrated at myself when people ask me what my favorite book is or if I've ever read a certain book. When I tell them I haven't I feel pretty illiterate and uneducated. I hate to say it but reading puts me fast asleep. Should I be reading sitting up instead of in bed, is that my problem? Why can I read endlessly on the computer and not get sleepy? Is it that the light and electricity is stimulating my mind where a book can't? I seriously get to the point to where I cannot keep my eyes open. Yet when I put the book away and turn out the light for bed, I am wide awake thinking instead.

I am also attention deficit, in that as I read I am thinking about everything. I find that I have to go back and re-read paragraph after paragraph. This has been a struggle for me ever since I remember. Does this happen to anyone else?

I don't know, I just know that I love to write endlessly as you can tell with my new blog, Walking with God. So I feel that in order to be a good writer I need to be a good reader.