After I snuggle Tate and tuck him in for the night I sometimes say, "Dream about dinosaurs".
Or "Dream about cars".
Or something else along the lines of his favorite things. Ok, so maybe having dinosaurs in your dreams is more indicative of a nightmare but he doesn't know about them eating people or tearing other animals apart so it's fine for now. Not a Jurassic Park type dream. More like Land Before Time.
The other night I said, "Dream about Mama".
"And Dada," he added.
"No. Just dream about Mama," I suggested.
"I'm going to dream about all of the people I got here," he decided.