Conversations with Mom, part 1

"Good morning baby," Mom said cheerfully, too early for me even though it was only 8 am.
"Maannnama," I casually replied as Mom picked me up.
"Did you have any dreams last night?" I nodded yes, still in my dreamful state. "What did you dream about little girl?"
"Potty."
"You dreamt about going potty?!" Mom said with a little too much enthusiam. "How did that make you feel?"
Really Mom? I thought to myself she sounded like a shrink or something, so I came up with an easy answer, "Cold."