dream dust

i love my children's bedtime.

and i don't just mean i love them going to bed.

i love the whole routine of it all.

our bedtime routine is something that has evolved into the most special part of our day.

what we do has changed somewhat as our boys have gotten older.

i must admit that i really love the latest change.

when we were in oregon the boys were always afraid of having bad dreams.

i started something there called dream dust.

as soon as they are in bed with their eyes closed,

then i bring out my pretend bag of dream dust

and pretend to sprinkle it all over them while i make up a silly dream for them to dream that night.

it varies,

depending on how creative i am that night.

sam likes to have new dream dust every night.

will likes the same dream dust.

he likes "dreaming" about the tractor made up of a marshmellow seat, pizza steering wheel, and cookies tires.

in his "dream" he drives to the orange juice pond before deciding to drink the pond & eat the tires, steering wheel, and tractor seat.

i don't know if they ever dream the silly things.

that's not entirely the point.

i just like silly routine,

and i think they do, too.