May 02, 2009 20:05
Today during my nap I dreamed I was talking to Lauren, about some time back in either August or November (we were debating), when we'd been hanging out and then I had to go with her to Northside Hospital. And apparently we were causing all sorts of hi-jinx. It was like the last day we went to the park, and it was the day she had given out some DVDs. I still have no idea what kind of pranks we'd pulled, or why she had had to go to the hospital.
Last night when I got home from babysitting, it was raining, and in the little porch/backyard/walkway area between the garage and the house, I noticed a baby salamander, and then later, a big one, another little one, another big one, and another little one. Here is how the conversation went:
"Oh! Salamander! Are you dead??"
"Why are you all dusty?"
"Oh big salamander! Hi there! Are you alive? Did you just give birth?"
"Dude, you are really slow...."
"Another one!"
"Oh! And a big one!"
"Oh wow, a little one. Whole family."
I think then I told them good bye or good night and I went inside. I didn't even notice I was talking aloud until halfway through the conversation. I spend WAY too much time with infants who can't talk back.