This morning The Diminutive One informed me that last night she had a dream where she gave birth to a baby lizard. A plastic baby lizard. This was greeted with much happiness from friends and family, that is, until she broke the head off while giving it a bath. She was most upset.
I was telling this to my cousin Matt a few hours ago, via the magic of the windows messenger televidprinter machine, and, after I had typed in the words
'last night Maria dreamt she gave birth to a lizard'
he paused, before replying
'boy or a girl?'