Own house

This morning we all got up a little late (see post below), which was nice; I had spent 4AM-7AM on the floor in Kyle's room since he awoke in the night and couldn't get back to sleep; poor little guy.

We were sitting in the playroom this morning, I was on the couch with Kyle on my lap, Heather on the floor with Owen on her lap and MorMor in the chair. Kyle looked up and said "I want to sing songs; mommy, crying?" I had no idea what that meant, but Heather did. She started singing, mid-way through a song:

/the other night dear, when I lay sleeping/
/I dreamt I held you in my arms/
/when I awoke dear, I was mistaken/
/and I hung my head and I cried/

/You are my sunshine, my only sunshine/
/You make me happy, when skies are gray/
/You never know dear, how much I love you/
/Please don't take my sunshine away.../

After she finished, Kyle said: "Mommy, what happened?" Owen was listening intently at this point. Heather replied: "That mommy, while she was waiting and her babies were in the orphanage in Haiti, she had a dream. She dreamt she was holding her babies in her arms. But when she awoke and they weren't there, she was crying. Then Mama and Papi went on a big airplane up in the sky and went straight to the orphanage to get their babies"

Owen chimed in: "Kyle Owen Mama Papi went on a biiig airplane up in the sky."

There was a pause, and Kyle said very thoughtfully:

"Kyle in own house now."