And he told him to do it…
While this one cheered him on.
Last night Benjamin woke up screaming clutching his little blue Transformer car, “Mommy, Mommmmmyyyyy!”
I ran up the stairs in a hazy fog and said, “What, Baby? What?”
“I’m sorry,” he whimpered.
“I ripped your head off.”
“Huh?” I was beginning to think I was in a dream myself when he kept going.
“I was a robot and I ripped your head off, Mommy. I’m sorry.” He was now heaving sobs and tears were bursting out of his sweet little eyes.
I wrapped my hands around my neck and started shaking my head around so he could see it was securely fastened. “It was just a dream, Baby, just a dream. Back to bed.”
I kissed him on the forehead, checked the lights in the room, turned down the fan a notch and went back to bed and to my sleeping John Bear.
He only lives a few blocks away so it makes it easy for him to slip off to his place long before Benjamin even wakes up, which he does diligently and without complaint. When Benjamin does wake up, I usually hear him within seconds. If for some reason I don’t, John is shaking me and screaming bloody murder while simultaneously jumping out of my bed and looking for a hiding spot.
Satisfied that Benjamin was back down for good I nestled up into John’s chest and fell back asleep. One hour later, I was finally entering something that resembled REM, when John lurched forward with a shout. I sounded as if he’d been pushed off of a cliff by surprise.
“What? What? Are you okay?” I was now wide awake and totally freaked out.
“Yeah, I’m fine. It was just a dream.”
After our blood pressures had returned to normal I forced a thought out of my exhausted brain, “Well, what was it about? Did you die or something?”
“No, I was at a Cavs game.”
“And they had just won the Championship.”
We spent about 15 minutes laughing our asses off and then I finally fell asleep again. I’m so glad the men in my life are having such simple, albeit sometimes frightening dreams, but I have been tossing and turning lately. If I don’t get a solid night of sleep soon I’ll be ripping my own head off and passing it to Lebron James for a dunk.
Tomorrow I’m taking off in the Fiesta with John Bear for a long overdue a vacation sleep-fest. Our destination? A cabin in the middle of the Poconos mountains with no internet, no cell phone service and absolutely nothing to focus on aside from the cool mountain air and the hot tub. After that we’re heading to New York City to visit and crash with his twenty-something little brother.
I’ll be back in six days, or maybe seven. If you’re going through Ms. Single Mama withdrawal please buy your copy of Ms. Single Mama Uncensored.
When I get back I’ll be shipping out the silver new leaf necklaces. Have you seen them? If not, check them out here and try not to jump up and down. There are only 35 left and I’m not sure if there will be another round or not, so best to snatch one up now.
And, last but not least, the winners of the Lion Share contest are:
Restless Mama!!! Congratulations.
Runners-up (winners of a copy of MSM Uncensored courtesy of the sweet Lion):
- Jen C from Cali
[P.S. I picked the winners with my scrolling finger down the page. That’s my Random Generator and they’ve all be e-mailed. More contests coming soon… if you have any bachelors please send me their info – I’d love to feature them.]