Last night I had a long detailed dream. A social worker was calling me (a worker who I have met in Washington state) asking me to consider a sibling group of 5 Hispanic kids under 10. She had a long story to tell me about how we would be the perfect family for them and how convinced she was that we were perfect for them. It was a group of five, four boys and a girl, and the youngest was a 2 year old girl named Lupita who, the worker pointed out, would be a perfect playmate for Gabby growing up. (Apparently she was a blog reader).
THe problem was during the phone call nobody would leave my office, regardless of the threats. I had to keep putting the worker on hold trying to make them leave, but the kids were so interested in the conversation that i couldn't get them to go. I ended up very frustrated.
THe dream moved on and suddenly the worker was here and had pictures to show me. It turned out she had "Forgotten" three of the kids and it was really a group of 8. She was looking around the house and suggested to me that she would convince her state to remodel our home to accommodate the kids. There were 3 boys and 5 girls all under 12. She was begging me to ask Bart to consider it. When I finally got her to agree to throw in a 15 passenger van, I was ready to present my case.
UNTIL I was awakened by a majorly stupid but very loud argument between Dominyk and Tony. And immediately the warm fuzzy feelings of a dreamed about possibility turned into reality and I did not want even one more child....
A Tony/Dominyk argument is a definite wake up call.