So I found out by accident how to fix the nightmares (and the back aches, and headaches, and neck aches that I was having by sleeping with two wiggly boys). One night Goof Ball came back upstairs after putting the kids to bed and said he was scared of spiders and then started walking to our room to sleep in the master. I tried to convince him to go back to his room, saying that Bug was there, and he shouldn't be scared. He ended up crying on the floor and I gently picked him up and carried him downstairs. When I put him in his bed, he started to get back out of it, and I worried that he was trying to go back upstairs, and again tried to convince him to stay in his bed.
"I need to stay with Bug!" he said.
And I stood there, taken aback, as Goof Ball answered all of my questions. He got his blanket and pillow and took it to the twin bed that Bug sleeps in. Since then I have not had kids in my bed when I wake up, and I can only assume that they've been sleeping together each night.
Bug's testimony: "I don't have bad dreams when Goof Ball is with me."
Well that's good. Maybe they got used to community sleeping or something throughout the nightmare epidemic. But at least they found their own solution.
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