At the dinner table....

Owen: Have you ever seen a geode split in half?

Hazel: I had a dream about a geedode. There was a little man with a big frowny face and he was pushing down....

Owen: Did the little men have hats on?!?!?

Hazel: uh-huh.

Owen: I had a dream about those guys chasing me!!!

Then they both just stare at each other in amazement.