Oliver had his first nightmare last night. He woke up screaming after watching "The Iron Giant" for the 4th time. He explained that in his sleep a white robot came and chased a boy. The robot stuck it's tongue out yelling "blawl blawl blawl!" and scaring the boy.
"Would you like to sleep in our bed?"
Cut to a pregnant woman stuck between a snoring husband and a toddler with 5 trucks and a monkey in his hands.
"I want to watch a show Mama."
"No, that's what got you in trouble in the first place. We are sleeping now. Go to sleep."
"I want to go to the doctor." (for some reason Oliver loves going to the doctor)
"Not now Oliver. Maybe soon."