I was looking at these sweet little dumplings this morning, and it reminded me that last night I dreamed about tiny baby kittens. Oodles and oodles of squirmy little kittens wandering around, so small their itty bitty eyes weren’t even open yet. I don’t remember anything else about the dream.

Speaking of dreams …

Poppy has a little singing Elmo-Ernie-Cookie toy that might just give me nightmares. It has three buttons, one in front of each character. Pushing the button makes the top of the character’s head lift off, and then the little fella sings a note. And when you hold the button down, the character repeats the note in short, bleating bursts. And Poppy is watching “Sesame Street” with her foot firmly planted on the Elmo button. And he’s saying, “RiRiRiRiRiRiRi.”

And I’m frightened.