The Dream

Yesterday Maya told me she had a good dream, which I was thrilled about because lately she keeps talking about having bad thoughts at bedtime, about fire and monsters. Not sure where the fire bit came from, but I suppose monsters are a normal 5-year-old fear. So she described the dream to me - she opened her closet and all of her dresses were clean! - she was thrilled. Should I do laundry more often? Nah.