Asher has been sick the last few days, & apparently last night was having some weird feverish dreams.
I heard him calling for me, so I went upstairs to see what he needed.
Asher: “My little nightlight was on, it was on by my alarm…”
and he seemed to have gone back to sleep.
Me: “Asher, are you awake?”
Asher: “Yes, I’m ok.”
Later he was doing a very sad cry. PChad went up this time…
Asher: “I lost my map! I know I don’t really have a map, but I lost it.”
PChad said he seemed to know these were dreams & they didn’t make sense, but it was very frustrating to him all the same.
Asher: “My mind is just not letting me get to sleep!”