And I'm being serious here. It's the first time in oh, lets see, 6 1/2 months that I've dreamt. Because, you know, it's awful hard to dream when you never hit REM sleep because you keep getting woken up by this guy.
I'm hoping it's not a fluke. Fred put him to bed at 930 or 10 and he didn't peep until blooming 7 in the morning. Please don't pinch me. Because even if I'm dreaming that I dreamt, that still means that I'm dreaming and I could really use a few more hours.
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Congrats! Hope he keeps it up. What will you do with yourself feeling all rested!?
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