After spending so much time with his cousin, Josh, I guess he stayed on Biscuit's mind for a few days.
Two nights after we got home, I heard Biscuit over the baby monitor sort of moaning and groaning almost like he was talking. I started to get up and go upstairs to check on him, but then I realized what was going on - he was dreaming.
While he was talking, he said, "Josh. Josh. JOSH." like he was looking for Josh but couldn't find him.
I called Josh and told him about it. He thought it was pretty cool.
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