Some dreams I wake up and in the dream I am crying my eyes out and for real I am crying my eyes out. I'm glad this morning wasn't one of those dreams. I was dreaming and laughing hysterically and for real I was laughing hysterically. Jeff kept saying shhh... I heard him, but I was in a dream like state, and had the giggles and couldn't stop.

We were in these hallways. Sometimes they were filled with water, sometimes not. Obviously they had to be, because my FIL was carrying my MIL and that could only be possible in water. Around the corner, was a guy dressed in a clock costume, like the one from Beauty and the Beast. When they went around the corner, he said boo, and my MIL went flying, and my FIL jumped 10 feet. It was the funniest site I have ever seen. Strange, but funny. I am so busy dreaming I don't know how I get any sleep at night.

I cleaned my room today, I can make a small cat out of the cat hair in my vacuum. I brought the sheets and blankets downstairs to be washed. When I opened the washing machine the smell about knocked me over. Somehow I forgot about the load in the washing machine. I have done this before, but never forgot about it for 4 days. I washed the clothes twice, and put tons of dryer sheets when I dried them, and they were ok. No mildew on the clothes, they just stunk. And the machine stunk, so I put hot water and bleach and went through a cycle, and now it smells better.

Jon went through several bibs today as usual. And his shirt was already wet, and the kids were going to get baths anyway tonight, so I just took his bib off, a rare occurrence, that you can actually see his shirt, usually the cute saying or character on it, is covered up by a bib. Anyhow, I was holding him, and he was standing, Jessica came and grabbed his hands and they both were jumping. He leaned forward and of course drooled all over. Jess ran... I thought to get a towel or I even thought she ran to get some toilet paper to wipe it up. But by the time we got to the stairs she was already up them. She ran in his room and got his bib and put it on him. And wiped his mouth every now and then to keep up with the drool, what a great big sister.