Last night we were bonafide Tired. Wd'd both worked until 3am yesterday morning, sleeping for just three and a half short hours before rolling out of bed to hit it hard again. On top of that, Brandon felt crappy with a migraine and draining sinuses by evening.

"Take a Claritin", I suggested. So he did.

I'm not sure whether it was the Captain/Coke he'd drank an hour or two earlier, or if it was just the meds mixing with Tired and making him loopy. But as he fell asleep he gave me a running monologue of what was going through his mind.

"I see tiny strawberries. But instead of seeds they have hands. Tiny strawberries with tiny little hands." Giggle.

 "A man with a yellow jumpsuit with black stripes on his shoulders. And an orange sombrero. Made out of jello!" Giggle.

"A huge machine that is shaped like a bell that is shooting out Aflac ducks!" Giggle.

"Now I see hats for your fingertips. With elephant trunks and big ears." 

"Ha ha ha! Fingertip hats!"

And lastly, as he finally fell asleep and stopped talking. "Tricycles with three handlbars. Handlbars."

HIGH-LARIOUS!

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