Heidi woke up crying this morning.  When I went up to get her I asked her what was wrong and she replied, ” A dinosaur was chasing me and it popped my balloon!” 

Well, I’d cry too.  At what age do we realize these are dreams and not reality?  She was not shaken or inconsolable, just a little weepy for a moment.  Honestly, I think she was crying about the balloon, not because she was being chased by a dinosaur.