Last night I dreamt about Ta: I was standing in a kitchen (believe it or not- it was the kitchen of the last house we lived in in taiwan – the one with all the funny plywood cabinets) and I had just stolen a peice of candy that I knew belonged to Luke. Jesse and Elizabeth walked into the kitchen with TA (he looked about three years old and was about as cute as you can possibly imagine a little boy being). I whispered to Jesse and Elizabeth that I had just eaten some of Luke’s candy. The three of us shared a knowing laugh. And then Ta also gave a very knowing look (although he hadn’t heard what I said) and laughed heartily. And then we all thought that was VERY funny. We all burst out laughing- and then I woke up. 🙂

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