Shopping With My Dad And Babysitting A Boy?

I had more dreams and there was more to this dream but I did not voice record my dreams, and so I forgot most of my dreams.

Dream

This dream took place during the day in a slightly fictional version of the city of D, some parts of the dream possibly took place at a park, but I can not remember.

Some parts of the dream involved me and sometimes my dad driving around and going to several stores like a fictional Dollar General and / or Family Dollar and one or more fictional stores mostly on Eastside.

We either saw and / or mentioned our semi-neighbor T during this, maybe he was walking from one of the stores and / or across the parking lot, but I can not remember.

The end of the dream took place inside The E House where I seemed to live with some of my family, and I was with a male toddler but I am not sure if he was my fictional brother or my nephew CC or a fictional nephew or a fictional cousin or a fictional son or possibly even me as a child or who he was because I can not remember now.

I guess I was babysitting him or something, and at some point I started to notice clumps of human hair here and there so I went to clean it up and I let the boy join in.

The boy could barely talk because he was very young but he said a few things, and I made this activity into a game and learning activity.

At some point the boy accidentally dropped some hair in a plastic food storage container, I let him know about this and how we had to avoid that and be careful, and we cleaned it up.

I said this nicely and educationally but the boy was not happy about this so he got a bit angry, and so I tried to let him know that I was not mad at him and that he was doing good et cetera.

I tried to cheer him up, I remember laughing and smiling a bit because of how he was pouting because it looked cute and it was funny how he was misunderstanding the situation and it probably reminded me of my nephew CC and myself at that age, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

By John Jr

Hello, I am John Jr, welcome.

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