Whew! So glad it was a dream....

Last summer I borrowed fine violin from a dear former teacher of mine so I could play at Grandpa's funeral. Thank goodness it did not end up like my dream!

So I borrow the expensive violin and placed it up on the top self of a bookcase. Since I intend to practice in a few minutes the violin is not in its case. Matthew's coloring books are also on the top shelf and he asks if he can color. "Sure, Matthew. Just wait a minute and I'll go get them for you." Matthew decides not to wait. He pulls a chair over to the bookcase and reaches up up on his tiptoes. I come into the room just as the violin teeters on the shelf. "Wait! Don't do anything!" "Mom! I can fix it!" he says and stretches up to push the violin back on the shelf. He misses and it falls crashing to the tile floor, splintering into pieces.

Ohhhh! How could I explain this to Mr. Jasinski? He trusted me!

Glad I woke up.

I wonder what she was dreaming

Melissa woke herself up at 5 yelling, "Don' spank me! Don' spank me!"
I think she finally went back to sleep a few minutes ago.

[Rachel: I think the situation is stressful for her too, because she is very rarely spanked, even when richly deserved.]