{"id":8621,"date":"2018-03-15T22:45:22","date_gmt":"2018-03-16T02:45:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/?p=8621"},"modified":"2021-02-07T18:40:05","modified_gmt":"2021-02-07T23:40:05","slug":"sir-elton-john-baby-bandit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/?p=8621","title":{"rendered":"Sir Elton John the Baby Bandit"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_8623\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-8623\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/Img_1221.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"400\" class=\"size-full wp-image-8623\" srcset=\"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/Img_1221.jpg 300w, https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/Img_1221-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 85vw, 300px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-8623\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Sir Elton John the Baby Bandit<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Last night I had a dream that Elton John tried to run off with my baby boy.<\/p>\n<p>My wife and I were on a train with our son.  I don&#8217;t know where we were going.  We were just minding our own business.<\/p>\n<p>Who came walking down the aisle of the train but Elton John!  He stopped when he saw us and asked if he could hold the baby.  We were like, &#8220;Sure!  You&#8217;re friggin Elton John!  Of course you can hold our kid!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Elton made baby noises at our little boy.  He seemed to be enjoying holding the little guy.<\/p>\n<p>Then he just wandered off!<\/p>\n<p>I followed him, calling out to him, asking where he was going.<\/p>\n<p>Elton then slid a big door open, like the doors on freight cars, and he jumped out with the baby while the train was moving!<\/p>\n<p>I, of course, jumped out too.  I don&#8217;t care if you are Elton John.  You aren&#8217;t getting away with my baby!<\/p>\n<p>I caught up to Elton and he didn&#8217;t have the baby.  He pointed under the train, which had stopped by then.  There was my little boy lying on the black stones of the railway bed.  I ran and picked him up.<\/p>\n<p>Elton then started crying.  He kept repeating, &#8220;Now I&#8217;m in trouble!  Now I&#8217;m in trouble!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I said, &#8220;Look, Elton, just forget about it.  Let&#8217;s get back on the train before it starts rolling again.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Now I&#8217;m in trouble!  Now I&#8217;m in trouble!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Music began to play from within the train.<\/p>\n<p>Elton:  &#8220;Hey!  They&#8217;re playing music in there!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Me:  &#8220;Come on, man!  That&#8217;s the signal that the train&#8217;s about to leave!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I began climbing into the train with my baby in one arm.  But as dreams usually go, it wasn&#8217;t as simple as climbing back into the open door.  I was climbing on metal bars like a jungle gym.  The door to the train was many feet above me.  I kept climbing and climbing, worrying that I wasn&#8217;t going to make it into the train before it started moving, worrying that I&#8217;d drop the baby, or that we would both fall.  The climbing seemed to go on for a very long time.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know if we made it.  I don&#8217;t know if Elton started climbing to get back on the train.  The last I saw him he was lying next to the train bemoaning the fact that he was in trouble.  All I know is Captain Fantastic didn&#8217;t get away with my boy.  No, sir!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last night I had a dream that Elton John tried to run off with my baby boy. My wife and I were on a train with our son. I don&#8217;t know where we were going. We were just minding our own business. Who came walking down the aisle of the train but Elton John! He &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/?p=8621\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Sir Elton John the Baby Bandit&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[97,86],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8621","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-dreams","category-music"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8621","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=8621"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8621\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10171,"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8621\/revisions\/10171"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=8621"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=8621"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bloggingsam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=8621"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}