Just bounded out of bed following a great dream. It’s already nearly in the wind. I was holding grandson Tate on my lap and designing a Vanity Tag for my pickup truck (I don’t have a pickup truck. Dreams provide astonishing gifts)
The coolest part is we were discussing awesome name ideas. His were, as a rule, better than mine. He was making me laugh.
It was so fabulous when sleeping. Details went with the waking but believe me, they were fabulous. Thanks, Tate!