Good Things

Tonight I was laying down with Harrison at bedtime, and he was kind of tossing and turning.  This is the rest of our conversation:

H: “I had a bad dream.”  (He hadn’t been to sleep yet.  :)

Me: “Just think of some good things, honey.”

H: “What good things?  You tell me good things to think about.”

Me: “Well, you could think about riding your bike, playing in the sandbox, playing at church, playing with Abby or Jack, visiting Nana and Papa or Grandma and Grandpa.”

H: “Those aren’t good things.”

Me: “They aren’t?”

H: “No.”

Me: “Okay, well, what good thing do you want to think about?”

H: “Bananas.”

Me: “Then think about bananas.”

And now I’m hungry for a banana split.  :)

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