
Tonight in Hudson's mind, my old green metal cash box was an alligator who liked to feed on couch cushions, the smear of paint on his leg was a pickle, and he brought down Darth Vader and his troops with a bike pump. I just now went in to check on him in bed and found him snoring away with a tiny helicopter, 2 water guns, a plastic saw, a plastic medieval shield, and cookie monster huddled around him...wonder what he's dreaming about.
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