I am amazed at the dreams children have. Sometimes they are so funny! The development of dreams as a child grows older also intrigues me. Here is just one example of the differences between a 5 year old nightmare and a 3 year old nightmare.
Hannah...
A few nights ago Hannah woke up crying quite hard. Aaron went up to see what the problem was. Hannah was quite sure that we had eaten Tiny, our cat, for dinner. Aaron reassured her that Tiny was alive and well, sleeping on the porch and she quickly fell back asleep. She talked about this dream the next day. She wanted to make sure that we were never going to eat our dear pet. She still remembers that imaginary meal.
Isaac...
Last night we both woke up to blood curdling screams from Isaac's room. I dashed out of bed and ran upstairs to make sure he was OK. He as lying sideways on his bed, eyes tight shut with tear streaming down his cheeks. I couldn' imagine was frightful thing he had been dreaming about. I picked him up and held him in my arms and said, "Isaac, what's wrong?" His answer gave me pause. "I was wanting pop,' he cried out through his tears. With a few lullabies sungs, rocking in the rocking chair and the promise of juice at breakfast, he was able to fall back asleep. At breakfast he wanted water. Go figure!
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