Date: 5/27/2018
By Jaymore
In this dream, I had a son, and he was real cute and rambunctious. I was also some kind of a super parent... literally. Something had happened to me so that there were multiples of me, each with different personality strengths, and then I was the OG me. Sportsy dad was playing tennis with our son in the basement when he started begging for sour candy. I reluctantly gave him one piece, but it must have acted as a red kryptonite because it turned him evil. He started running around devouring all sorts of candy, but nothing with too much sugar, which would have turned him good again. I kept catching him and he kept getting away, so finally, I catch him and challenge him to a race to see who can last the longest running for 30 minutes. We run around the house in circles until finally he runs out of energy, and this causes him to revert back to normal. We have a good laugh.