A few days ago - I think when she was finishing her magnum opus or maybe the 'making of' film (I'm not joking), Mia went to bed at the time I was getting up, like 6am-ish. About an hour later I was going to work so I came in to say goodbye, and this transpired:
M: It's all flat and rocky.
D (more and more like an old man who wants to describe everything around him so people know he's sentient): I think you must be dreaming.
M: No, it's happening now.
D: Do you mind if I blog that?
M: [mumbles]
Later on she agreed she didn't mind.
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