Molly formerly-Forbes-now-Weaver-except-for-professional-gigs blogs hilariously and thoughtfully at Mother’s Always Right. I’ve been stalking reading Molly for quite some time and was thrilled when she agreed to throw some words our way. Here she tries to decipher the meaning of her non-toddling toddler Frog’s dreams. The stuff dreams are made of. Or not. My daughter has started dreaming. I know this fact with unwavering certainty because I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in more than a week. The dreams began with the occasional cry in the middle of the night. Nothing major, just a little shout here and there. The…