I woke up and told Kelly I had a bad dream.
“Oh no!” she said groggily at 5 AM.
“It was about bacon”
“Yep,” I explained, “I drempt that you were downstairs and yelled ‘bacon is done’ and then I woke up. That was very sad.”
A few hours later when Lars wondered into the room. Kelly explained to him.
“Daddy had a bad dream.” Kelly told him.
“About what?” he asked.
With a massive goofy grin he replied “Bacon is no bad!”
The in the ultimate twist, Kelly made bacon for breakfast this morning. Sometimes dreams do come true.