All of my immediate family all lived together in one small apartment that had a garage beneath it. There was a 5 or 6 month old baby living with us as well, but I don't know whose baby it was. Regardless, it had pooped all over itself so I decided to take it down to the garage to change it. As I did, a semi truck pulled into the garage, and just as it did, my dream turned into a movie trailer and I was watching it. The truck backed in and rolled over the baby, and Joe Pesci got out and said "that solves that!" and then some funny movie music started playing.