Bad Dream!

My daughter with tears wakes me up at 6:00 a.m. this morning:

Thalia: Daddy, I had a bad dream!
Me: You had a bad dream?
Thalia: I had a bad dream!
Me: What did you dream?
Thalia: All the cookies were gone!...

No more Girl Scout cookies in the house? Perish the thought! That is a bad dream...