Another Odd Dream

My dream last night went something like this:

I was hanging out with President Obama's kids-two girls and a boy.  The boy is a kid I took to immediately during my time in Kenya, but in my dream he was the president's son.  I walk the kids back to their house which is just a simple ranch-style home with an old Chevy in the driveway.  I begin walking back and the little boys runs after me to tell me a joke at which I laugh out, a neighbor lady who is out raking her leaves also hears the joke and laughs.  I continue on my way and stop in at a restaurant that is run by an older gentleman with a short gray beard.  The restaurant has a feel of a fisherman's wharf, made out of old lumber.  I sit on the patio over looking a canal/stream/some type of water ? and there is a bridge down the ways a bit.  I sit at a table and begin eating my cheeseburger and I notice a frog that is trying to jump onto my lap.  Eventually he makes it onto my lap and then onto the table.  I leave the restaurant and begin walking down the canal/water source and look for a way to get to the bridge to cross over it.

And then I woke up.