Evening all.
I am cat-vom twins with you today Fancy <side-eyes at IntelligentCat>
The dream was very upsetting at the time, but now I can laugh at it a bit, since it was utterly bonkers in the cold light of day. DS was a matchstick-sized toddler, and was carried to a funeral on a toy train, sort of like the wooden brio ones, but maybe smaller, and it had a bit of a derailment on route. (We were normal sized as well, to add to the WTF-ness!) It appeared to be a joint funeral with one of my friends who decided halfway through that actually he wasn't dead. So, I mean - really?! FMSubconscious!
This evening we watched Sixth Sense with DS, who didn't know the twist and was absolutely delighted by it, and by how the film was structured so that the twist was obvious is you knew what you were watching, but also completely not obvious if you weren't looking for it.
Our weather cleared up in the afternoon, so I also had a walk, and it was muddy and wet. <hoses down shoes with apricot>
Back to school tomorrow. urgh... oh well.