....I dreamt I had a baby. The baby was clearly not mine as it was a different race entirely. But this didn't seem to concern me in my dream. And in the span of 2 weeks he had already grown to the size of an 8-year-old. But because I still thought he was a newborn, I insisted on carrying him around everywhere, including to the Toddler Wrestling Championships, which took place in a field. Everyone todl me we had a good shot at winning since my little guy was so hefty.
I swear, I only had had 2 drinks all night.