Jay Alvin has started remembering his dreams.

And, hilariously enough, they all seem to be about food.

A few weeks ago he woke up crying in the middle of the night.

He was pretty much hysterical.

When I went in and asked him what was wrong he sobbed,

"Daddy stole all of my watermelon!
Now I can't eat any watermelon!"

It took me several minutes to convince him that there

was plenty of watermelon in the fridge

and he could have some in the morning.

Then two night ago he woke up at 4 a.m.

asking if he could have fishies and cake.

He was pretty upset when I told him he had to wait

until it was time to get up.