Step One: In the middle of the night wake up laughing. Laugh so hard that your body is shaking the bed but not so loud that he can hear that you're laughing so that he thinks that you are either (a) having a seizure, or (b) crying (which is clearly worse than option (a)).
Step Two: After your boyfriend jerks awake in horror, assure him that you're okay while giggling uncontrollably. Assure him that you had a funny dream. Mention something about an omelet.
Step Three: Once your boyfriend is somewhat assured (but still suspicious) that you're not (a) having a seizure, or (b) crying (he'd rather you be having the seizure), and only after he turns over and tries to go back to sleep, burst into random fits of giggling every 30 seconds for the next five minutes.
Step Four: In the morning, wake up at 7:00 a.m. (because your body won't let you sleep any longer than that) and start poking your boyfriend until he wakes up threatening to kick you out of bed. Ask him why he's so tired. Cower under the blanket as he glares at you. Start giggling again.
Step Five: Blog about it.