One morning as I went through Nolan's room on my way downstairs he was actually awake and looked up at me, but to my surprise just pulled the blanket over himself better and laid back down. Normally he would pop up and follow me downstairs. I asked him later when I got home if he had seen me that morning. He said yes, but that he was too tired to get up! He then told me about his dream of painting the house! He then said that we have a red house (it is brick) and that he was mixing up paint to make it green and orange. Not so sure about the color choice.
Today he told John about a dream of the "dogs talking to him about the new boy." Apparently, he is the new boy and John is the old boy. I'm not sure what the dogs were saying about Nolan, but he does think often about whether the dogs could talk.
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