"Mommy, I had a dream that I was racing and I lost the race and I was really mad. I had fists. I kept stomping and stomping and shaking my fists."
Then he walked away. But, he came right back.
"That was a bad thing that I did in my dream. I'm sorry for making a bad choice!"
LOL! Little stinker! He totally apologized for his dream. The kid makes me laugh!