Last night, I dreamed that I lived and worked on a farm where my primary responsible was taking care of and choosing names for three teeny, tiny newly-hatched chicks. I woke up before I pinned down names for each of them (mostly because I couldn't tell them apart), but we managed to still get in a pretty good time playing hide-and-go-seek together. It's actually pretty hard to find baby chicks that are only two square inches in size.
Perhaps my subconscious wants a vacation?
2 comments:
Too bad it wasn't twin chicks then I would say you were dreaming of our little girls. Can't wait for you to come here. Hang in there you are almost done.
That's actually what I was thinking too, Gina. I can't wait!
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