Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends
October 16th, 2008 | 158 views | by firefly
So last night I felt like I was living at Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends. I hoped that I’ll go to bed earlier ohh who am I kidding LOL at some normal hour, but that all has changed.
Around 1:30 am Princess is talking in her room. From behind the closed doors I couldn’t tell was she scared from a bad dream or was she actually talking and laughing Hmmm…
So I walk in and find her sitting in her bed, Cat of course with her LOL and bunch of other toys…so I asked.
Me: Honey are you alright? Why aren’t you sleeping?
I have a feeling she knows how much I don’t like being ignored, so she keeps doing it LOL. After like several tries from me finally I got her attention.
Princess: Ummm, we are talking…I had a bad dream…
Me: Why didn’t you call Mommy? (I am seriously surprised or maybe I’m not )
Princess: Cat was with me… She always protects me…Look mom the butterfly is flying around…hide…hide…
Ok now what am I missing here…the imaginary butterfly LOL that is after me…or maybe this is the new way of my little Princess to get rid of me 
But let’s hope the butterfly or any other creatures don’t return tonight too.
