It seemed I'd no more than lay down than the sound of voices announced the arrival of surprise guests.
Upon entering the living room I saw my brother Mike lying on the couch, while Joshua stood beside him. The two of them were having a race to see who could eat their frozen fudge bar first!
I sat down on the couch and Mike placed a sock clad foot in my lap. He and Joshua were having the time of their life ....
"Watch me Mamaw,....I'm going to beat him,"
Mike chuckled as he nudged me with his foot.
"No, he's not," four year old Joshua giggled.
"Where's the turkey, Mama?"
Christina chirped as she strode through the room.
"It's on the counter in the roasting pan," I replied as I listened to Mike and Joshua laugh at one another while the frozen bars began to melt and trickle down their hands.
Christina crossed the dinning room and headed toward my bedroom as my husband's re-entrance into the house startled me.
"I thought you went to shoot pool," I said.
"Leaving in just a minute."
He replied as he rounded the corner and followed Christina.
"Why doesn't he ever invite me to go shoot pool with him?" Mike asked.
"Do you want to go?" I asked.
"Sure," Mike replied,
"There isn't anything else to do today and I shoot a pretty mean game of pool."
I could hear Christina and my husband (Mike ...whom we shall call Michael from here on so it won't be so confusing.) They were discussing one of my unicorn pictures that hung on the bedroom wall.
"Do you think I'll look like that when I get older?"
I heard Michael ask.
"Sure," Christina replied.
"What in the world are you two talking about?"
I asked as I entered the room. Why would Michael think he'd ever look like a unicorn, I wondered as I informed him that Mike wanted to go shoot pool with him.
"Sure, he can go." He replied.
"But, do you think I'll ever look like that again?"
What is wrong with these people, I wondered, as I glanced toward the unicorn picture that had hung on the wall for ages.
The picture was not the same .... it had changed from a unicorn to that of a baby about six months old. The child was quite chunky and had large bags of water under his eyes! Somehow I recognized the photo as that of my husband when he was an infant!
"Oh don't be silly."
What's wrong with the two of you? Of course you'll never look like that again." I scoffed.
"Are you sure," Michael continued to question.
"Yes, I'm certain," I replied. "Lots of babies have those water bags under their eyes, but they outgrow them and they never return."
Michael seemed satisfied with my reassurance, and he and Christina turned to leave the room.
Mike and Joshua's laughter filled the house as I glanced at the picture one more time. I'd never seen an infant with water bags under its eyes .... why had I assured Michael that I had? The picture was once again the beautiful unicorn.
"I beat him Mamaw," Mike exclaimed.
"No he didn't," Joshua countered between giggles.
I watched from the doorway as Mike hoisted Josh onto his shoulders and trotted through the house like a pony....
"Mamaw...help!" Josh squealed, as I cast a final glance at the unicorn picture, flipped off the light switch ....
.... and awoke from my dream ....