A Wish Your Heart Makes

That's what a dream is, according to Cinderella.

I guess that means Sarah was wishing for a party.

One day last week when she first woke up in the morning, she said something completely random and nonsensical. I didn't get it at first.

Yesterday morning, I woke her up, and after much stretching, she said, "I Yuv Parties."

"You do?" I asked
"Yup"
"And where was the party?"
"At Poppy's House"
"Really? Was Nanny There?"
"Nope"
"Were Mommy and Daddy there?"
"Nope"
"Well, who was there?"
"Maggie and Hobo" (that would be, Marg, her sitter, and Phillip, her little friend)
"I think you were having a dream, yes?"
"Nope"

Of course, she isn't able to understand the concept of a dream versus reality yet.

I remember one of the other moms talking about her little girl waking up one morning and asking, "Where are the kitties?" and I thought it was just so cute. And now Sarah has entered the stage of identifying her dreams. I'm still amazed every day by how she's learning and growing all the time.

What a girl! I just hope she doesn't end up like her father and start literally acting out her dreams in her sleep or she might have to stay in her crib forever!