On the way to daycare this morning, I asked my daughter if she'd had any dreams last night.
"No," she replied, very matter-of-factly. "I'm all out of dreams."
"You are?" I said in astonishment.
"Yup. I have to put more dreams in my head!"
She then proceeded to softly smack her dreams into her head with her hand.
Keep in mind I'm driving the entire time. It was an effort not to pull over on the side of the road and just hug her for being so darn adorable.
In Writing News...
What writing news? I'm determined to get stuff done on Robert's story, tentatively titled The Rake's Lady. I really really want to dive into it. So why can't I? I wanted to last night, but I had a headache - a very bad one - bad enough that I took four aspirin. I think it was partly because I didn't have any Diet Pepsi yesterday and my body was going through a caffeine withdrawal.
We have our last chapter meeting of the year tonight. We don't meet in December - it's just too hectic. But we are planning a holiday get-together in January as well as a writing retreat in February. Should be fun!
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