Punishment is spread around the family liberally. And the Monster Seedling, the author of all this bad dream stuff is a cute and squishy, smiley faced little infant boy named Milo. Its all very comic. One has to giggle, giggle heartily in the company of infant children. The requirements for perpetuation of the species are high.
Grace calls it all good for the soul.
For soul is all we will have left shortly. My body will have done up and left me for a less soulful and more sentient being.