Breezy walked in to the room with great worry on her face. She began to tell me about a dream she had.
Breezy-"I had a terrible dream"
Mom- "Oh no Breezy, what happened"
Breezy- "I was in a wheel chair forever and ever."
Mom-"I'm sorry that sounds sad."
Breezy- "Mom that is not the bad part.....there were no RAMPS ONLY STAIRS!!! So Grandpa had to push me up thirty-forty-million stairs"
I'm not sure where she comes up with some of this stuff. We talked a while about how there should be ramps everywhere so that people in wheelchairs can get where they need to go.