Dream #1: and an explanation...

Honky Baby-My Dream Blog

There are many reasons I am starting up a Dream Blog.  My good friend did this a while ago and I loved reading her blogs.  Also, I have too many dreams, sometimes several just in a night and just keeping a dream journal is not enough. If you are offended easily by say....spelling errors or.... anything else, don’t read my dream blog. In fact, I probably don’t know you and my dreams will not be very interesting to you and if I do know you, or you know me, and you offend easily than oh well, because I have to put up with you also. I dream about events and they happen, I dream about eating meatballs and creamy cupcakes, I dream about the living and the dead…

The two things that make me cry to talk about are Seattle and my Grandma.  I miss them everyday and I will continue to miss both for a very long time. I dream about both often. I live with my amazing wife whom I will call…. "Dreamy Green Eyes with Golden Speckles" or "Speckles" for short.  (She choose that name for this blog).  We co-habitate with Rio the dog and Sadie and Hazel the cats. They also respond very well to "BIGGIE" and "little-shit-who-bites-you-if-you-pat-her and-bites-if-you-don’t". She has a very very loud meow and was found under a porch by a co-worker in Seattle when she was just a kitten.  When little gets issuey and bites and Speckles gets mad, I calmly tell Speckles, “If you were abandoned under a porch, you would have issues too.” End of conversation.

We hope to have kids one day.  (We already have a rockin’ swing set where Speckles can often be found swinging, full speed, after a stressful day). My sister and our accountant like to remind us we should adopt babies /toddlers who have special needs.  I like to remind them I do this all day and as much as I love my job and my students, at the end of the day, especially after a particularly long day of say…..doing a 15 minute restraint on a student who wants to tear apart a classroom and bring several people down with him, I just want to come home to a naughty, predictable, or boring kid whom we have had from the beginning.  Which brings me to the dream that inspired "Honky Baby… My Dream Blog".

Dream #1 Honky Baby…..
If you have not guessed by now, the name "Honky baby" is not in reference to a white trash baby but a baby that honks. 
Please feel free to share your dreams or make a comment! Don't hold back just let it go.  

My sister K. has adopted a toddler who was born with a physical disability.  The baby has an unusually huge and long nose and honks when it talks.  I say to K., “Do you just love your new baby?”  The baby starts honking. The baby starts honking so loud I can't even hear K. talking.  K looks at me and says, “One day I will.”