Last week Leilei woke up and told me "I dream about Xing Xing last night. I dream I see her."
"That must have been a happy dream," I said.
"It was--a happy, smiling dream," she beamed.
Last Saturday was Xing Xing's birthday, and her family was celebrating in Storyland, a child's paradise in New Hampshire, so of course, we went too.
I got a zipcar (all the zipcars are named, and this one was a Scion named Bennett), and Libby and Leilei and I set out at the ungodly hour of 7:30 a.m. The girls slept most of the way . . . it was a lovely ride.
When we got there we walked around a bit, and I was flooded with memories. I had been there as a child and some of the things I had loved were still there--repainted and refurbished, but still the same. It was an odd feeling--I could never have described these things, or even remembered them consciously, but I KNEW them. The spouting whale, the old woman's shoe.
We paged Leilei and met up with her family, and had so much fun all day! I hated to leave, but the zipcar had to be back. As it was, I returned Bennett about three hours late, so am probably kicked out of the zipcar club for good. But it was worth it.
On the ride home Leilei said, "I dream I saw Xing Xing, and today I did!!!" So nice when dreams come true.
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