6:30a.m. is wake-up time at Campbell's House.
This morning, like every other morning, I prepared the Diva's "wom" milk and a bottle for Stratton and headed downstairs to wake them. Over the monitor, I could hear Stratton awake in his room- that is he was already hammering on his crib.
By the time I got to his door he was standing up in the crib and grinning ear to ear! I snatched him out of bed and kissed him about 100 times.
Then, I went into Campbell's room, turned on her lamp, and kissed her on the forehead to wake her. She opened her eyes and said, " Mommy, I was finking about an icecream sandwich with a cookie on top and sprinkles and M eeee Ms. While I was asleep. Is that still finking? Or is that dream finking?"
Atta girl! You can't get much better than a dream with sprinkles!