I woke up this morning to my son shaking me. "Mom, I had a bad dream."
I pulled him up and cradled him in my arms unable to open my eyes. "Oh bubby, what did you dream about?"
"Well mom, cookie monster was chasing me again."
"Chasing you? Why was he chasing you?"
"He was chasing me with a plateful of cookies. He said I had to eat them."
I laughed aloud. "Oh bubby, I'd run too. All those cavities and calories aren't for me either."
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