Oh Deer

Devon had a nightmare…not just any nightmare that we were able to convince him that life was going to be okay, but this deer in his dream stole his favorite red blankie. Poor kid must have heard Carson and I in the car-ride home talking about deer while he was sleeping and had a bad dream. He’s convinced the deer is coming to our house tonight to steal his blanket, no matter WHAT we say. He’s utterly terrified, even when we tell him that deer are more scared of him than he is of it. He’s finally asleep right now, but I highly doubt he’ll make it through the night without ending up in our bed…naughty deer, stop stealing little 3-year-olds blankies!

The sad part is, last week in Heber I took the boys on a walk early and we saw a beautiful deer and a moose, and he was stoked to tell everyone. He told me tonight he wants the deer to “be died”. He was ready to give up his blankie tonight for another one if I could have found it, just so he didn’t have the bait for the deer!