Saturday night, evening before Easter, I was adopted by Gwendolyn, and we had a chat on msn messenger about things to start doing again, and such. I had not even recalled a dream in about 5 days because I was very Physically sick. Directly after this late-night conversation, I went to sleep. I had one dream, then I had my first lucid. When my wife has problems getting my 3 1/2 year old to be quiet, when he wakes up in the middle of the night, she will wake me up, and I will get him to watch tv in his room quietly. Well I was sleeping peacefully when (start of dream) I get woke up by my wife. She says "I can't get Toby to stop being loud and just watch his tv" this is normal, so I get up and start toward his room. I notice that he is playing on the floor in the kitchen. (this is not possible, because his door is alarmed due to his insomnia, and he will not come out, because he hates the piercing sound of the alarm which does not quit until I shut it off, and reset it) However I do not notice this fact, I just get upset and I snatch him up by the arm. At that time, his arm breaks off at the shoulder, just like a doll's arm would, without a bloody scene. He see's his arm is broken off, and cry's out. he is not hurt, just upset. I start to panick, as I have just broken my son, then immediately I say "Nope not possible! I am dreaming! Do not lose the dream...RELAX!" Toby is still crying, and the house is in reverse layout. I cannot think with him crying, so I try to put his arm back on. It does not work, so I tell him that it is a dream, and he can put it back on. Toby puts his arm back on, and stops crying. next because I want to get him back to bed, I say lets ride our bike back to bed, and I sit behind him, and we start pedaling. We begin to float about 6 inches above the floor, and ride this invisible 2-person bike into his room and onto his bed. I am just now remembering him saying "Daddy, that was fun!" I tell him "We are dreaming, and we can do ANYTHING!" He responds "We can sing!" in a very happy, and extremely expressionate voice. I respond "Yes Toby, we CAN sing!" We begin to sing a song, which I cannot remember which one, when suddenly I am woke up by my wife. She says "Toby will not be quiet, can you handle it?" I decide to immediately do a series of reality checks, by looking at my dream journal a few times, to see if text changes, and checking the clock repeatedly. Then I went into the bathroom, flipped on the light, it worked. So I wrote my dream down, and got my son some juice, and turned on cartoons. Went back to sleep.

It is funny how this worked out on the night of my adoption. I was beginning to doubt the reality of Lucid Dreaming, and then this happened, now I am more psyched than ever. I was surprised I did not lose Lucidity, and I think that my Adoption added the perfect touch! I cannot wait to have a LD when I do not get woke up by someone. I am like overjoyed at my Easter present, and just loving it! I did notice that the dream world is so real, that I cannot tell the difference.