 |
My little one started to remember her dreams now. Last night, she dreamed of a tiger, running after her. She was scared and tried to running home. She jumped over a small lake, and according to what she said, that tiger could not jump, so she got away. She got home, and met her two best friends from day-care.
I am trying to write down what she said, so maybe one day, when she grow up, she can re-discover herself. |
|
|
