Dream, Dream, Dream..

Today I confessed to Tia for the umpteenth time that my sleep habits are insane. She replied: “I think it goes back to my theory that for anything really out of balance in your life, you start with scripture study and prayer.” As soon as she had said this, Mago, sleeping in his crib and heard through the baby monitor, emitted a sudden, brief, intense gale of laughter, joyful almost to crying, over as soon as it started.

I think he likes that theory. And his laughter in sleep has recommended prayer and the like before. It’s like that. As a biased parent I’ll say that If the kid won’t sell that, no one and nothing will.

My wife is very good. This is of course always a contrasting statement, if you are a Mormon, meaning that I am very bad. But seriously, that she should recommend this while I.. need to go to bed this second! I will! Anyway, that she should recommend this to I, who am supposed to Lead (TM) puts me to shame. But this is good. She has a good idea there.