Another conversation with Meimei. This morning, she was eating the second batch of turkey bacon Daddy made after Joyce the Cat managed to nab the first.
A native American dream-catcher, brought down from Clare's room, was on the table, and Davyn abd I were talking about dreams.
"Know what my good dream is, Mama?" she asked.
"Tell me," I said.
"About dogs!" she squealed.
"And when you have a bad dream what is that about?"
"Cats stealing bacon!"
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