Alright, this dream happened when I was either 2 or 3. Not kidding. I tell this one to my parents all the time, so I remember it. It is a sad story of frustration....
I was sitting on a stool near the kitchen wearing my butterfly wings. (I used to wear these pink silky wings all the time. In the dream they were the same ones, not like real wings or anything.)
My parents were talking and looking at something on the counter. All of a sudden I started floating! I floated off the stool and into the air! I floated slowly all the way up to the ceiling, and bumped my head on it! I yelled, "Mama, daddy, LOOK! I'm FLYING!" But they just kept on talking and ignored me! I kept calling to them, but the were like, "Hold on, Hanna," and kept on talking. I was SO frustrated! I was floating up there for a while, and they wouldn't look! Then, I started drifting downwards to the stool again. I cried, "hurry! Look!" And they turned around slowly, but by then, I was back sitting on the stool. Then they wouldn't believe me when I said I had floated up to the ceiling.
I was actually convinced that this dream happened in real life, for like two years.