my four year old son told me his dream the other night:
the boy: mom, i dreamed i was mustard last night.
me: what did you do as mustard?
the boy: someone squeezed me onto a hotdog and ate my whole body.
me: ouch, did that hurt?
the boy: nope they ate me up and then i was just invisible.
someone once told me that Freud said when you dream about eating mustard you are dreaming about eating your own shit. we used to laugh anytime someone wanted to eat mustard and say "you know what Freud says about mustard?"
i just looked it up and can't find anything about Freud saying that but they say mustard dreams are related financial stuff. hmmm
i think the boy just had a hot dog for lunch that day.