A non-anxiety dream

I dreamt that ARR was a toddler. We took him to a football game, all dressed up in orange and black with tiger stripes painted on his face, with a black nose and whiskers. We sat with the band and let him bang on the drums and it was adorable and a good time was had by all. It was strangely coherent--really no dreamlike elements at all. I think more a wish than anything else. Yes, I would kind of like to do this, and yes, I think it would be adorable.

I did take him behind the bleachers to run around for awhile, though. (He was a toddler--it's not like he could follow the game, and football games are long.) Apparently, we'd gone to the game at Lehigh for no discernible reason, because that was the stadium we were in. I think perhaps I've been in too many stadiums over the course of my eight years of marching band.