girl says;

brother, my brother.

For those of you wondering where I've been on AIM lately, I've been hanging out on my old screen name the needle tears, so you can bug me on there. :D

I had the weirdest dream last night. I was in an apartment, or a house, but it wasn't the place where I live now, but I know in the dream, that's where I lived. And then a baby started crying, and I realized it was my mother's. She wasn't there, so I went in there to see what was wrong.

Josh was in the room, reading, and didn't even notice the two of us. The baby was wrapped in this thick blue blanket, but it was like, covering its face and stuff. So I took the blanket off, and just sort of stroked him (it was a boy) and at first I got worried because I didn't know if he would quit crying, but then he did. So I re-wrapped him, but this time without covering his face, and he did that cute baby coo-giggle, and went to sleep.

o_o; Weird. Anyone wanna interpret that for me? I hate doing my own dreams.