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We just ran upstairs to Doster having a bad dream again (every couple weeks). He usually has a really hard time waking up out of it. He just cries and cries and both of us run up and hold him. Tonight he knew what was going on pretty quick and told us that, in his  dream, he just wanted to go home.

Jason asked him where he was and he said "where you weren't".

Oh oh oh...