Sydney's imagination seems to be as active in dreamland as it is when she's awake. One morning, earlier this week, I could hear her moaning and rolling around in her bed. I headed in there to rub her back. Just as I reached the door, she called out, "That's mine!" And then she settled back to sleep (no back rub necessary.)
A similar situation greeted me this morning. As I reached her bedside, she was mumbling in an almost whiny voice, "I want... I... wa... (a few more unintelligible moans)... I want more ice cream."
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