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I was woken up at 4:45 this morning by my sweet little daughter yelling, “Hey! Hey! Mama! Hey, mama!”
As Greg & I lay in bed, bemoaning Adrianna’s early wake-up calls and I said, “It’s okay. I was having a weird dream anyway. I’d rather be awake.”
He half-mumbled a response that was something like, “What was your dream about, my darling beautiful wife?”
To which I responded, “I dreamt I was at the doctor’s office and Justin Beiber was my doctor. I wasn’t even freaked out about him being there but the weirdest thing was that he kept holding my hand and singing his diagnoses to me.”
“Huh. Sounds like you’ve got a fever. Beiber fever.”
And then he promptly rolled back over and started snoring again.
And now I can’t stop singing The Beib’s songs.
It’s going to be a very long day.
I’m linking up this post with Chantel over at My Thoughts & Treasures because The Beib invading my dreams is a treasure. Kinda.