I went to check on Brooks one night this week, in the middle of the night. I touched his face to check if he seemed warm or cold. As soon as I touched him, he said, "What kind of candy you want?" I thought to myself and then said, "Ummm, gummy bears." No response.
I had to laugh to myself. I knew he was dreaming and was completely out of it. When you are a little kid, I guess you would dream about happy things. Perhaps he was running a candy store or something like that. Cute kid!