[This is what my daughter said in her sleep last night.  Adding this here as this blog is a place to record dreams I want to remember; this I want to remember.  Whenever she talks in her sleep, she sits up straight in bed, eyes open, and then goes right back down after.  She never remembers it.]

“You know those blue things inside your body?  They don’t stay in one place.  They go all over and then they pull you down.  Crap.”