Dream Weaver….

Ellie (our five year old) asked me for a dream catcher before going to bed last night. She explained while whispering and always beginning with, “Promise not to tell anyone?” I agreed and yet, here I am.

Ellie: I need a dream catcher because last night I had a terrible dream. I have to whisper it because it scares me to say it out loud.

Me: Okay El, what was the dream?
Ellie: I had a dream there was a wicked witch at the park and she was cutting kids in half.

Yes, I think a dream catcher and some hallucinogenic drugs might help along with a simple explanation as to where the dream originated. Number one, she watched Wizards of Waverly Place, her seven year old sister’s favourite t.v. show with some mature content and they were showing a magician sawing one of the lead characters in half. Ellie giggled as it was happening and we tried to explain, this is just a silly trick for the t.v. and nobody is actually being sawed in half. She looked at me as though I was crazy for needing to explain. Hmmm.

Number two, we have been reading too many Disney fairytales and to a one, there is a horrible, evil, stepmother or wicked witch trying to poison or kill the heroine.

Throw them in the blender and you have one night terror for an impressionable, little girl.

I dug up the old dream catcher earring and set it on her dresser and she fell asleep without incident.

It wasn’t until I went in to check her at 9:45pm that I noticed something peculiar.

I couldn’t see my child in her bed as she was buried beneath a crown made of giant, colourful pipe cleaners strung with the contents of at least a full box of Kleenex, Easter egg shaped erasers poking out of the crown points, she was wrapped in a princess robe that had every rogue puzzle piece we own, strategically placed along the hemline and out of the pockets were two Zhu Zhu pets (thankfully in the off position).

She was drenched in sweat and I’m still not sure if that was a result of fear or simply because she was layered in toys and several other articles that had no business being turned into clothing.

And then it occurred to me. Something extraordinary was happening. I was witness to the very first, human dream catcher and it was fantastic. Somewhere, there’s a market for this design.

Take that witch.

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