Make New Friends, But Keep The Old...and maybe hide your children and dogs from us

So, part II of my Afternoon Nap Crazy Dream Adventure:

The dream started with us deciding that we needed 'more' friends who had both kids and dogs. (We, in the dream, did not have kids OR any friends with kids, so the 'more' part is funny... I have no idea why we felt we needed to make friends with kids. But I digress.)

So we decided that we would 'troll' (we are already sounding creepier and creepier....) for new friends with kids and dogs by striking up conversations with people as we walked the dogs, if we saw that they had both a stroller and some dogs.

I know...totally weird.

So anyway, put our 'plan' 'into action,' and met a couple who had twin boys. But when I went to look into the stroller so I could ooooh and ahhh over the babies, they were totally freaky-looking. One was a baby-sized man, and the other was just a really weird-looking baby. Nice.

Mr. Perfect was talking to the husband about their dogs, and the next thing I knew we were inside their house so that the mom could 'show me pictures' on her computer. So we were looking through her photos and came upon Robert-Palmer-style 'modeling photos' of her and her older daughter in sequin dresses, serious faces, the works.

Totally weird -- again.

Immediately after that I went to find Mr. Perfect so we could get the Hail outta Dodge, and I found him -- where else -- taking a nap in one of their babies' cribs. He had apparently moved that particular baby out of the crib and put him into the other crib with his brother, so that there was an empty crib for my husband to sleep in.

Of course.

I had gone into the babies' room alone to look for him -- also weird -- and was panicked that our 'new friends' would find my husband sleeping in their son's crib, so I shook Mr. Perfect to wake him up. He rolled over, in his sleep, and I saw that the whole crib was a pool of drool -- oceans and oceans of the stuff. Gross.

Then I was even more desperate to wake him up so I shook him again and he somehow rolled out of the crib and onto the floor underneath it. So I started punching him on the arm to wake him up, but he was so dead-asleep that it wasn't working, and then...

He touched me on the arm in real life to wake me up, and I had one of those dream moments where I was still shaking him to wake him up in the dream but I knew he couldn't be asleep on the floor in front of me and also touching me on the arm to wake me up...ah! So I opened my eyes and was VERY confused to see our actual, real-life bedroom, rather than the 'babies' room' at our 'new friends' house...for a second.

And then I was just really relieved that the whole thing was a dream.