Daughter - who is 3 had a nightmare last night. She crawled into bed and I said “What is wrong sweetie?”
She said “Daddy, I had a nightmare!”
I said “What was it, do you remember” not really wanting to cause her any more trauma…
She looks at me with a concerned look…”Daddy, I had Giant Hands!”
…. That is true innocence! I long to return to the days where nightmares just consisted of me having monstrously large body parts, or talking to round purple gnomes while playing on a seesaw!
Posted on Saturday May 30th
