In deep sleep Luke looked soooo peaceful. The wife and I were chatting in the kitchen when I hear the boy screaming hysterically. I enter the room to see him sitting on the bed with big tears rolling down. I ask him what is wrong and he simply continues to cry. He finally mumbles "I want to play with the train on the beach." Not sure if I heard this correctly we go to momma. he repeats "I want to play with the train on the beach." She looks at me and I look to her in confusion only to connect that the boy was dreaming. Only he was really upset about losing this image and really wanted it to come back. I actually thought about taking the boy back to the beach, but my class would interrupt that. I told him we'd go back sometime, which he interpreted as "Momma, daddy is taking me to the beach to play with the train." Great, now what!!!!!!
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