Bad dreams are not super uncommon in our house, Olivia has them a couple times a month and wakes up crying, normally she tells us she was dreaming of things like giant spiders or the "bad guys" from PJ Masks which are not really bad and its one of her favorite shows.
Well this morning at 5am Olivia started crying, Kasey went in and took care of her and I stayed in bed, later in the morning when I was getting ready for work she came upstairs and I asked her why she was crying and this was her response
"I had a bad dream, that I stole your lipstick and I got it over my whole body and you were sad, so you called the police man and you were making me go with him because I was stealing"
It took every ounce of self control to not start laughing, instead I gave her a hug and told her I loved her and wouldn't ever call the police because she used my lipstick. Then I sent her down to let the dog out so I could have a good laugh, I guess maybe I could lay off on the whole "don't steal things or the cops will come" speech, but at least I don't need to worry about her being a thief!
