this morning, before i woke up, i had a dream about hamlet, our turkey.
in the dream he could talk & sounded like “strax” from doctor who (which is how i have always suspected he would sound if he talked.)
in my dream someone who hamlet did not like was visiting so he ran up with his head super red and called the guy a “motherfucker.”
then i turned to my kids and said, “who taught hamlet to say ‘motherfucker’?”
which is exactly what would happen in real life
if we had a talking turkey.
(another glimpse into my parenting skills)
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My son (an only child), now grown and gone, could say much the same of my parenting skills. 😁 And now he’s a great husband, father, and all around human being. A colorful vocabulary is of little consequence in the scheme of things.
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thank you for that glimmer of hope!! ❤
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There’s always hope… 😊💙
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Dude, I need to have dreams like yours😍🤗
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most the time i really enjoy my dreams–my subconscious is an odd place.
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