Something I'd like to add to my previous list...when Luke wakes up, if you're lucky enough, you might get to hear about one of his dreams...

So yesterday, after he wakes up from his nap, I hear him yelling in his room about alligators. He sounds completely freaked out, so I rush in there to see what's going on. He's visibly shaken (crackly voice and shaky bottom lip), and as I try to get it out of him, he can only utter short phrases.

Me: Luke, what's going on? Are you okay?
Luke: Alligators!
Me: Did you have a dream about alligators? Don't worry...there aren't any alligators here...
Luke: Throwing!
Me: The alligators were throwing things?
Luke: Yes!
Me [trying hard not to let him see the relief on my face]: Well, that's okay. I know we're not supposed to throw things, but...
Luke: Throw my milk!
Me: The alligators threw your milk?
Luke: In the trash!
Me [trying hard not to laugh]: It's okay, sweetie, we have plenty of milk downstairs for you. The alligators didn't throw it away.
Luke [shocked]: Milk's downstairs?
Me [trying so hard not to laugh]: Yes, let's go get some right now.
Luke: Okay.
{end scene}

As you can probably tell, Luke likes milk. But apparently, alligators do not. So beware. You never know what those alligators will do.