Dreamweaver

Travis has been having some mildly bad dreams lately. Not night terrors, certainly, and not even nightmares. He's not waking me up in the middle of the night or anything. Just bad dreams that he remembers in the morning and I think leave him a little unsettled. So tonight we made a "dream-trapper" as he calls it, so the bad dreams get tangled up in the string and the good dreams make it through the holes.

Also tonight, I took Travis shopping at Wal-Mart to pick up some school supplies for our local news channel's 'Pack a Backpack' program. There are several drop-off locations, in fact there's one in my office, but I think I'm going to take him to the live drop off on Saturday morning at the news channel's main office, because it will be more exciting and I think he'll grasp the meaning of it more. He really got into picking out the backpack and the supplies, and we talked about how good some little kid will feel about having all these school supplies that they otherwise wouldn't have, and I think he's pretty pumped up about it.

Well, bathtime for the kiddos.