Callum awoke abruptly from his afternoon nap, clearly upset from a bad dream. I came into his room to check on him.
Me: Are you ok buddy? Did you have a bad dream?
C: Yes. In my dream, my butt hurt. Someone took my lotion and my butt hurt.
(I often put a cream on his butt, which he also calls medicine since the doctors gave it to us, to help with any sores he gets from frequent bathroom visits!)
Me: Oh no. Does it hurt now?
C: No, it was just in my dream Mommy. But I also had my iPad in my dream, and it wasn't working!! (whimper)
Me: Wow, that sounds terrible.