Grahamception

"Graham, how was your nap?  Did you have good dreams?" 

"I didn't have a dream, Mommy."

"Why not?  I thought you always dreamed about frogs."

For over a year now, Graham's standard response to any inquiry about his dreams was that he'd spent the night thinking about "red frogs, and green frogs, and blue frogs, and orange frogs...".  I have experienced the same consistency about Channing Tatum, but I decided to keep that information to myself. 

"I didn't have a dream because I wasn't wearing socks."

"So you never dream if you are barefoot?" 

"Yep.  Only with socks."

"And you always dream when you have socks on your feet?" 

"No."

Here's where we get into the meat of my son's psyche.  This is also where I'd normally let the conversation drop off, but I was curious about where this was going and he seemed happy to let me continue.

"So let me get this straight.  If you are barefoot, you never dream.  If you have socks on, you sometimes dream, but not always."

"I know when I'm gonna have a dream."

Either I've been sucked into a badly executed "who's on first" skit, or I'm three layers deep in an Inception-style dream of my own.

"So how do you know if you're going to have a dream?"

"I know because I have socks on." 

And in my dream-like stupor, that make perfect sense.  Because as long as I know I have feet, I'll probably dream about Channing Tatum.