This afternoon, I was outside talking to one of my neighbors when he looked up and noticed a baby (around a year old) walking down the street in his pajamas - by himself! We looked for a minute, thinking the parents must be around the corner, but quickly realized this baby was in fact by himself.
My first thought was "Thank you God! You've answered my prayers! - Finally - a baby!" Then I was snapped back into reality and realized that this baby probably didn't just appear, and most likely wasn't a miraculous gift from God (although in my head I kept thinking - "hey it could happen!")
Anyways, the baby took a turn and walked right into my yard (again making me think my dreams may be coming true). Being rational (and knowing my neighbor was a witness) I went and picked up the baby and made the quick moral decision to try and find his parents.
So, Allen and I started walking up the street. One neighbor came out and said he didn't recognize the baby, so we kept walking. About that time the door of a house flew open and two people came running out - looking for their baby! They were in town visiting family and had been outside. One person thought the baby had gone inside with the other person and went in, not realizing the baby was still outside. We were happy to reunite them, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little disappointed that God hadn't just sent me a baby! :) Oh well guess- I'll keep dreaming!