Mike told me as I was dressing Riley this morning that he dreamed about "our house" last night. I distractedly muttered something along the lines of "that's nice" but his expression made me curious. "Was it this house, honey?" I inquired. He informed me that is was not. It was in fact a bigger, two story house near a lake. He said it wasn't always two story that we had build on. This was all interesting, but I didn't see what the big deal was.
Then he said that it had the "right floors", wood floors. Oh! You see when we first got together we both had dreams about the same house. It had wood floors and lots of sunshine. He saw himself rocking in a rocking chair with a little girl. I saw myself on the floor assembling a crib. When we told each other about the dreams it was the same house. I've actually had distress over the years because of those dreams. When I was pregnant with Riley and still in Mike's tiny two bedroom shoe box of a house I was distraught because it wasn't "right." I was supposed to assemble my baby's crib in the house I saw in the dream. Even looking at our house now (which I love) it came up that the floors weren't "right."
Here I was starting to believe those dreams were just a coincidence without any meaning at all and Mike has a new theory. He dreamed about rocking Isaac's daughter, our granddaughter in that house. Whoa. He says we had the timing wrong. Maybe I was assembling my grand daughter's crib on the floor. Hmmm... Whoa.
So, I'm digesting all this on not a lot of sleep and all emotional about kids having kids on the way to drop Isaac off at camp this morning. I told Isaac that Dad had dreamed about his daughter.
Why does that make you sad, Mom? Oh, it's not sad that you'll have a baby one day really, but I feel sad to think of you being a grown up with your own family. (silence) I won't have one for a long time. Good. Choose their mother very carefully, when you do. Ok? Ok. I already have their names. What? My kids names, Hubble and Pandora. (His tone was completely serious and excited) Well don't forget that their mother will have strong opinions about names too. You may not get to use those.On the drive home I called Mike laughing to tell him our grandchildren would be Hubble and Pandora. Wow. I think I'll try to persuade him to use those for future pets instead. I think Hubble is a great cat name.
This made me laugh and I needed that! The grandparent years do sneak up quickly, BTW. D.
ReplyDeleteI have a good friend who has a daughter named Pandora. Her friends call her Dora. :) Lara
ReplyDeleteThat's really cool. I have been thinking about a granddaughter named Phoebe, can either of you help me out? :) Susan
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