Last night Sam had a nightmare.
It's been a while since he had one -- maybe since the winter. For a while he was getting them regularly, thanks to whatever crazy developmental stuff was going on in his little head. But the past few months have been uneventful when it came to his sleep.
It's sort of funny that even in his half-sleep mode he stops at the door of our bedroom to ask if he can come in. It's not something we taught him, just something he does every time he wants to come in. So at 3:34 a.m. he was standing there, calling "Mama! Mama! Mama!"
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