Last night in the middle of the night we awoke to Reece yelling and crying. Travis ran in his room and asked him what was wrong.
Reece -- "I had a bad dream"
Daddy -- "It's okay, I'm here"
Reece cried some more while dad comforted him.
Daddy -- "What was your dream about?"
Reece -- "Mom made a bunch of cookies and Dayton ate them all and I didn't get any"
Daddy -- "...ughhh...okay, go to sleep now"