When my 4-year-old woke up today, we talked - as we often do - about the dreams we had the night before.
Today he told me he had a dream about two chicks.
"They were outside on the deck," he said.
"Both of them were together in one egg."
"And then I tried to helped them out but one of them bit me on the finger... and his beak came off!!!" he said.
"On my thumb."
"What did you do next?" I asked him.
"I told you I needed gloves for my hands," he said.
We talked about it more on the way to school mostly me applauding him for problem-solving the situation by asking for protection for his hands. When I dropped him off I told him that he should share his dream with his teacher.
"You had a dream last night?" she asked.
"Yeah, about two chicks!" he said.
She shot a glance at me and I cupped my hands into a ball to try to non-verbally signaled an egg.
He went on to explain the rest of the dream to her and she laughed, then paused, and as I was leaving his classroom she said, "A guy dreaming about two chicks, isn't that always the case."
I was kind of surprised because this is the kind of school where parent meetings go on for hours over topics like whether they should use soap, gel or wipes to clean the the childrens' hands.
I'm sure I could have taken offense if I was of the stinky, hippie variety, but instead, as I walked to my car I thought, "Man, wish I had a dream about two chicks last night."