Samuel called us this morning from Scottsdale. My mom made him pancakes for breakfast. He's doing fine.
Last night Jen dreamed that Ethan went on a bus by himself to the mall, and she was panicked that he would get lost.
I dreamed that my in-laws took custody of my nephew, and my sister-in-law wanted him back.
Ethan dreamed that he was a back-up dancer for the star of a Disney show, but he wanted both of them to be in the spotlight at the same time.
Funny how our subconscious doesn't simply let us say, "We miss Samuel."
I forgot to ask him what he dreamed about last night.