Child Safety and a Chinese Store

Little One was going near an electrical outlet. G was going to plug something in, but as he was doing so he touched the metal prongs. I started to teach G about outlet safety (Note: I continuously do this - so the dream is definitely not surface and really about outlet safety, it must go deeper then that.)

Switch to: There are 2 people driving in a car. Like in a movie I could see what was happening, but I wasn't part of the action. The passenger (or maybe it was the driver - I really couldn't tell which) didn't know where he wanted to take his life. He was at a loss of what he wanted "to do when he grew up." He had to tell his Dad and his brother, which wasn't an easy task. They were driving up and down a street - kind of like a "strip". Lots of stores and lots of people. This one guy crossed the street and the passenger knew that the guy crossing the street knew what he was going to do with is life, why couldn't he be like that. The guy crossing the street was wearing extremely colorful clothes, kind of like a clown, but he wasn't a clown. Distinctively, he was wearing leg warmers of sorts, but they were bright orange, yellow, red - kind of neony with a black undertone.

To avoid talking to his Dad, the passenger went into a Chinese store. He was up near the ceiling - I don't know if he was hovering or climbed a ladder - but he was looking at light up balls, the kinds that, like the guy crossing the street, has multi-colors. Some had "mohawk" style fuzz coming off of them. (Note: We have some of these light-up balls at home, and they are awesome and very fun to play with - although none of them have fuzz.) A group of friends showed up. I believe they were friends of the passenger. They were checking out the awesome selection of light-up balls and were reminiscing how if it wasn't for the balls, they would never have met.