Exhausting dreams

I hate and I mean hate dreams where I am having to deal with Sam being a tyrant, defiant child. I mean really who wants to spend their restful time arguing, chasing down and fighting with a willful, defiant boy.

Last nights dream was set in an old English town and we were on our way to somewhere and the boy kept catching these massive rats and putting them in his pockets and then he kept wading through these puddles and getting sopping wet and picking up huge pieces of horse poop throwing them at people. Never once listening to me or staying next to my side and we were obviously in a rush to get somewhere. Arggg

I just hate waking up feeling like I want to strangle Sam already and he is still asleep.