REM
This morning Dutch told me, for the first time ever, about a dream she had had. She dreamed that she went to watch Cook play frisbee, and the "coach"* told her that the police were looking for her, because she had gone to the game without her parents. Then she ran away and hid from the police. Age four seems like a good time to launch a life of hiding from the police.**
*There is no coach in pickup ultimate frisbee. It would dampen the free spirits and merry companionship.
** Actually, this whole dream was probably prompted by a weird experience she had a week ago. She and Cook were sitting on a log by a trail in the wildlife refuge, eating crackers and drawing pictures of leaves, when two police officers approached them and said something along the lines of "We have a call in for you." Cook says his blood ran cold, in spite of his completely square and legal lifestyle. The officers said they were looking for a man and a missing child. Cook explained that this was not, in fact, a missing child. The officers called their dispatcher, and determined that what they were looking for was a man in his early twenties in the company of an 8-year-old boy wearing a white sweater, not a man in his early thirties in the company of a 3-year-old girl wearing a blue dress. Close, though.
*There is no coach in pickup ultimate frisbee. It would dampen the free spirits and merry companionship.
** Actually, this whole dream was probably prompted by a weird experience she had a week ago. She and Cook were sitting on a log by a trail in the wildlife refuge, eating crackers and drawing pictures of leaves, when two police officers approached them and said something along the lines of "We have a call in for you." Cook says his blood ran cold, in spite of his completely square and legal lifestyle. The officers said they were looking for a man and a missing child. Cook explained that this was not, in fact, a missing child. The officers called their dispatcher, and determined that what they were looking for was a man in his early twenties in the company of an 8-year-old boy wearing a white sweater, not a man in his early thirties in the company of a 3-year-old girl wearing a blue dress. Close, though.
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