I'm awakened abruptly this morning by Sophia shouting, "I HAD A BAD DREAM!" Moments later she's by my side. She climbs up and cuddles next to me teary eyed and pouting, "Daddy, I had a bad dream." Poor girl. I imagine she dreamt of monsters or wild animals or bloody murder...
"I dreamed that I was eating ice cream, and Mommy took it away from me and gave it to you! And then you ate it all up!"
"Yummy!"
"Nooooo! It was my ice cream and you ate it all up!"
"What kind of ice cream was it?"
"Peanut butter chocolate."
"Yummy! That's not a bad dream, that's the best dream ever!"
"Nooooo!"....