A Dream

The night before last I had a really vivid dream in which CP and I had two children and adopted two more.  The two we already had were biological siblings who were First Nations -- a boy of about 5 and a girl of about 3, adopted from foster care.  They looked very much alike, and were totally adorable, full of mischief, and devoted to each other.  We went on a trip, and I guess it was to China, because we brought home two Chinese baby girls.  They weren't twins -- they looked very different from each other.  I think one of them had slightly curly hair.  They were about a year old.  Now, obviously you cannot just go to China and pick up some babies as if they were souvenirs, but in my the world of my dream, apparently you can, and we did.  The rest of the dream consisted of the four kids all playing together in a living room.  The older two thought the babies were the coolest things ever, and they all hung out and entertained each other happily while CP and I ate dinner and read our books and watched them play.  Ha!  Not very likely!  Anyway, it was a really happy dream, and I wanted to record it because it was extremely vivid.  In my last extremely vivid dream, Jeff and Rachel got engaged, which they did in real life about a week later. 

(I can probably attribute the Chinese-baby aspect of the dream on reading all about American Family's long-awaited referral that finally arrived this week.  Not sure where the bit with TWO babies came from, though.  There's no chance of us adopting from China unless we fall into a big vat of money or something, unfortunately.)