dreams

I picked Parker up from his new daycare yesterday morning for a visit to the dentist to see about his chipped front tooth. He was having a blast digging in the dirt in the "messy table" when I got there - I guess he'd been digging for about 30 minutes. This morning when he woke up I asked him:

me: did you have any dreams last night?
park: uh huh!
me: what did you dream about?
park: dirt. (pause)

cute. It seems like the daycare change didn't even phase him.