I dreamed that Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the USS Starship Enterprise was the size and shape of Ulysses. Some crisis was in progress. I picked up the captain and moved him from one spot to another.

"Come on, Captain!" I urged. "The lives of a thousand crewmembers are depending on you!"

Captain Picard started to wail.

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Black, black, black is the color/ of my true love's hair. So goes the old English folk song. Ulysses's hair is slowly coming in curly and strawberry blond, or perhaps brown, but last night I dreamed he had a thick, glossy cap of black hair, like Nico Angenent-Mari when I saw him last night when we went to dinner at his family's house. But Ulysses's hair was shiny black instead of shiny copper like Nico's.

He looked so different, I thought as I regarded him. So grown, so ... formed. I had to focus consciously to see my baby boy in him, the face and expression I've come ...   more »

Last night I dreamed I was tidying up the ferrets. They were all sleeping together cuddled in a blanket, just as they might be in real life. I looked under the blanket, and Ulysses was curled up in there with them.
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I used to ease out of sleep when Ulysses needed to nurse at night when I felt him wiggling next to me. As he got a little bigger and learned to roll, he began to thrash from side to side, looking for the tipple in his half sleep. Now, he climbs on top of me and starts thumping.

Last night, I dreamed I was wrestling ferrets.
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