This was your dream, Dad, not mine, remember? Ha! That means I won the game! I correctly matched four of these dreams, but you only got three. I guess my old man has to do a better job at remembering his own dreams. The four dreams I got right were the one where I was sitting in our bathroom, and then your teeth started falling out, and then the one you had about making friends with a fox, and then my stress dream about my telescopes test, and then one where you flew to London to have your wedding.