This made me chuckle, esp. because it seems to happen with an increasing frequency.
Last night when we were sleeping I bumped into A. Obviously he was dreaming about flying because as soon as I touched him, his hand flew up in the air (as if to adjust dials and gagues)and he started mumbling "what the hell are you doing?".
He says he dreams about nothing but flying (hmmm, so much for scoring romantic points by saying he dreams only of me...) ever since we got here. I guess the total immersion aspect of his school really can't be denied. I'm sure it's going to be a while yet before he dreams of anything else.