Dreaming

I was just woken by a boy in floods of tears yelling at the top of his voice. 
It's 2:30am. 
Dragging myself to their bedroom I then have to explain to Ed that Bean can't have stolen his book bag as he is in fact fast asleep. 
All of a sudden the tears stop. 
"Oh" he says. "It was just a dream". 
A cuddle & a cup of milk and the boy goes back to sleep.

(photo is of Ed that night when I checked on them at 10pm, spread-eagled)