I think I’ve mentioned that Reid talks in her sleep but she has been particularly chatty over the last couple of nights or at least right before waking. Yesterday she was talking about the potty, choosing clothes, and Mama. This seemed logical (since I’m a sleep-talker myself I can accept talking your sleep to be logical). Today, however, she said, “Knife, Mama, Mama’s knife.” Reid covets knives. She wants so badly to have one of her own. Since Ken fussed long and hard enough that I switched her from salad forks to plastic, blunt-tipped toddler forks, I don’t see a knife appearing next to her plate anytime soon. But a girl can dream (and she does ;+) When she woke up, I told her what she had said and she smiled a big smile. Maybe she remembered what she had dreamed or maybe she was smiling at how loony her Mama is thinking Reid talks when she sleeps.