I was having this beautiful dream that Walter and I had a baby daughter. We had named her "Molly" although we hadn't settled on a middle name yet (I had suggested "Shannon" because it sounded familiar). At first I was cuddled up next to Walter in bed and I started to snooze until our nephew came in and handed me Molly. I held onto her and cuddled her, and I was going to sleep with her in my arms. She was fidgety and kept flailing her arms and legs so I started whispering to her "hush little baby don't say a word...". Immediately she calmed down. I kept burying my face in her stomach and enjoying her lovely fragrance (that wonderful "baby smell"). I was smiling a lot and I was very happy. I remember laying there for what seemed like only an hour, but suddenly it was morning.
Then later in the dream I was in my old bedroom and Molly was supposedly two weeks old, although she was 2 or 3 feet tall and was walking around. I grabbed her hand and we started skipping around in a circle. I looked up at Walter, who was sitting on the bed watching us. Molly stumbled (but didn't fall) and she kept saying, "I twipped! I twipped!" I looked over at Walter, who had turned into my sister, and we looked shocked for a moment at each other. Then me and my sister were trying to get Molly to spell, and my sister went off looking for a book of spelling bee words. I began telling Molly about both mine and my sister's experiences with spelling bees. We were sitting on the bed, and Molly began to tell me about places that she had lived previously. She had lived several places, one of them being Virginia, I think.
In another dream, I was with a guy that looked like the dark-headed guy from "Suddenly Susan". He took me out to a nice restaurant for lunch and then he said he wanted to browse through downtown Atlanta, which was kinda like a big mall. So we went walking around this mall, looking at the shops and stuff. I kept wondering why he was being nice to me, and kept hoping that he realized that I was happily married and had no interest in him other than friendship. I remember walking into a shop where a guy specialized in airbrushing or painting t-shirts on request. The guy I was with pulled out a picture of a sports car and asked the shop owner to make him a t-shirt with the car on it. (I thought that was kind of tacky.) So the guy started painting on the shirt, and it was fascinating to watch him work. Some other guy was in the store and he started saying to me that my friend looked like someone on tv: "you know who". I said, "You mean from "News Radio"?" although I meant "Suddenly Susan". Then we were walking around again and my friend said, "Now let's go get a sandwich. It's time for a snack," and I thought, "We just ate!" So he bought himself a sandwich and ate it. Then we were driving around and we ended up at the parking lot of my last job. My friend got out of the car and disappeared. Then I noticed a co-worker/friend of mine walking to his car, which was a large, early-model convertible. He got into the car, backed up, and drove off.

**Remember: This is ONLY a DREAM!**