Weird dream…

I dreamed we were moving into an apartment in a big building and the door opened on a long hill that led down to the parking lot. We had a van parked about halfway up the hill on a more-or-less flat area (although at one point it seemed like the ground for miles around the van was flat – one of those dream anomalies) … It was near my mom and I was enjoying getting to spend time with her whenever I wanted to. My friend Kim in MI was also there with some children, and we were in the van while the children played in and around it, and Robby had a couple of the children with him off somewhere (gone in a vehicle), and a sudden storm came up. We saw a boy – about 2yo – sleeping on the hill between the van and the parking lot… his name was Josiah. I also remember observing, while we were in the van with it raining sheets around us, that since it took about an hour to start raining that it would likely be overcast for an hour after it stopped…