Dream a Little Dream

by Eve on July 21, 2010

I typically wake up around 2 or 3 a.m. to feed my son and change his diaper. I breastfeed and my hubby changes his diaper so I can go back to bed. We have a nice rhythm for the evening feeding.

Last night, something so funny happened I can’t help but write about it.

Hubby changed baby’s diaper and I prepared to breastfeed. I sat in the rocking chair and he handed me the baby and then got back into bed. I closed my eyes for a few minutes.

Then, out of the darkness I heard, “I had a weird dream.”

I say, “Oh yeah honey, what was it about?”

“I dreamed I owned a cocktail wiener company,” he said.

Still half asleep I say, “oh yeah.” Then it dawns on me. Did he say wiener company? “What???”

“I dreamed I owned a cocktail wiener company,” he said again.

“Are you serious? Did you own it by yourself or was I there too,” I asked him. (Don’t ask why I did this. I’m obviously just as crazy as he is.)

“I think you were there too.”

“You think?”

“I mean, I didn’t see you there in the dream or anything, but I assume if I owned a company, we’d own it together.” (Awe, my hubby is so thoughtful.)

“OK, so was it a successful cocktail wiener company?”

“Yeah, I think it was. Everyone who worked there was really fat. I was really fat too, it was weird. There were giant bowls of cocktail wieners everywhere,” He said.

At this point I start to laugh hysterically. He’s telling me about this bizarre dream so nonchalantly as if it were just your average dream. It was hilarious. To my surprise, my son didn’t stir one bit, even though I was in hysterics at the thought of my husband (and apparently I too by default) owning a cocktail wiener company and all our employees being fat from eating the wieners.

He says to me, “That’s funny, huh?”

“Just a little,” I said.

“Yeah, it was weird I guess,” he said.

I quiet down and put Handsome back in his crib. I get back into bed and my husband starts to doze off. I say…. “So, were there bowls mustard to go with the giant bowls of cocktail wieners?”

When my son is grown and out of diapers, I will never forget these middle-of-the-night conversations with my husband.

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Amy July 22, 2010 at 4:26 pm

aww that is so hilarious! LOL

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Daddy January 27, 2012 at 11:34 am

I want me some cocktail wieners!

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Mommyof2Girlz/StephD February 20, 2012 at 7:35 am

LOL, sounds like conversations between my hubby and I.
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February 20, 2012 at 2:48 pm

Your husband would help in the middle of the night? That sounds like a dream to me! My husband was no help to me whatsoever after he fell asleep at night. That’s to funny about the wiener dream.
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