so joey was falling asleep in my lap

Huh.

I'd like to hear that theory expounded, as I've often considered similar things.

 

Well look at it like this. This thread has a clear comparison, but let's look at it from a larger metaphor.

The desire for closeness between the mother and her daugter, can be an example of the pouch, held by the kangaroo, of the love between all of us. The kangaroo it a methaphor for love.

And look at the hoping. Whenever there is a problem, there is no limit to the length the kangaroo will attempt to hop to skip over the problem. That' loving and never give up attitude is something we can all learn from the kangaroo.

 

thats pushing it

 

Yup, yup. I see what you're talking about. An astute observation on the nature of emotional human relations.

Much better than my theory. Which states that all people might be kangaroos in people costumes.

 

I'm so bullshiting.

 

I have two neices...... one is 9, and the other is almost 7.... (which is my brother jamie's kids)

my brother jeremy and his wife are expecting a child in sept..... and Ive been havin dreams that it will be a boy, which will be the first grandson for my parents..... and my first nephew..... weird..... I wonder if it will happen that way

 

There is nothing sexier than when the kids are climbing all over my husband shrieking and giggling.

 

Actually to dream about a nephew is probably a reflection on some part of yourself.

 

thats the first time I ever dreamt of a nephew though.......

I know it wasnt a son, because I kept thinkin of him as my brothers son...

 

Well when you dream about a new baby it symbolizes some kind of re-birth that you are experiencing in your waking life. One could assume that you are experience a kinship with your brother who is expecting - something may be coming together for the both of you that is giving you a sense of revitalization and renewal.

That's how I would interpret the dream, anyway.

 

ahhh interesting interpretation there........

 

Zanks. I had a lot of dream interpretating help when I live with an old Quebecois woman who liked to ask me about my own dreams at breakfast.

 

I wish I could interpret all of my dreams, because they are crazy, and I remember all of them the next day.....

 

I am jealous of you.

 

this morning kai got joey up and got her a bowl of cereal. and any time i give joey anything, like a piece of candy or an apple, she holds out her other hand and says "tai's?" then walks over and gives kai her piece of candy or whatnot. so sweet.