dreaming
I was having this epic dream. A group of us were exploring a very large, ancient house. We found a room with some complicated sound devices. They were electronic, so Travis was able to trigger them after tinkering around a bit. But we weren't sure what their purpose was.
Then we come to this huge, very massive, cavernous room. We notice bigger versions of the sound devices, on high pedestals. Then we (accidentally) wake up a Giant Colossus. We run away because he is mad and chasing us and it turns out we are.. well.. Giant Colossus hunters. Of course we are.
So we figure the room with the smaller devices is used to trigger the larger devices and damage the Colossus. And my brain is trying to figure out if this thing is going to follow us out of the big room, or if it's going to be nice and stay there where we can hurt it easily. Or does someone need to go back and distract it and keep it in that room. And will those people need ear protection??
And then I hear this small voice say "Mommy? Is your toothbrush purple?" I've been packing to go to a retreat this weekend and Sam wanted to pack my toothbrush for me. Unfortunately, his sweet little question woke the whole house. As grateful that I am that I don't actually need to fight a giant monster, I wasn't ready to wrangler a toddler yet.
Then we come to this huge, very massive, cavernous room. We notice bigger versions of the sound devices, on high pedestals. Then we (accidentally) wake up a Giant Colossus. We run away because he is mad and chasing us and it turns out we are.. well.. Giant Colossus hunters. Of course we are.
So we figure the room with the smaller devices is used to trigger the larger devices and damage the Colossus. And my brain is trying to figure out if this thing is going to follow us out of the big room, or if it's going to be nice and stay there where we can hurt it easily. Or does someone need to go back and distract it and keep it in that room. And will those people need ear protection??
And then I hear this small voice say "Mommy? Is your toothbrush purple?" I've been packing to go to a retreat this weekend and Sam wanted to pack my toothbrush for me. Unfortunately, his sweet little question woke the whole house. As grateful that I am that I don't actually need to fight a giant monster, I wasn't ready to wrangler a toddler yet.