I was reading through my archives the other day (invariably I go to look something up, and I end up lost in there, reading sequentially, until the phone or an IM ping bring me back to reality), and I happened upon this post from January 2005, in which I described a dream:
I was lying in bed one morning, with the Beaner on his back next to me, looking like his normal six week-old self. He turned to me and said, "Mommy, can we please cuddle?" followed by another phrase I can't remember now. I do remember telling Al what he said later on in the dream.
The reason it jumped out at me is that "Mommy, can we please snuggle?" is something the Beaner says all the time. I turns out I was one word off from prophecy.