Calvin’s Bad Dreams

Mum, I dreamt that I can’t speak.

Dreamt that he forgot his sight words. (He knows most of them (?)  and I didn’t teach him any of it. He seems to pick up language like we both did, just by reading lots)

Dreamt about Woktoktok (some imaginary monster? Seems to be too scary to even talk about)

Dreamt about there being a fire/ some random disaster but couldn’t bring all his Lego along when we try to escape.

P.S: In contrast, my bad dream involved scrubbing the potty and having things fall into it and got poopy stains….

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