Dream About Grandma Baby Crayons Golden Hour

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i was at my grandparents house, my grandma was still alive. the house had a backwards layout, but it was the same furniture. i was sitting on the couch holding this baby boy, he was a chubby baby. blonde hair, blue eyes, and just the cutest face. i remember holding him, cause grandma told me to keep him away from crayons, glass dishes, and dog treats on the floor. so i just held him. grandma was crocheting something, it was just peaceful. it was golden hour, the sun was shining through the window, it was beautiful. everything was covered in a golden color, i almost shed a tear. everything was how it should’ve been. i sat the baby up right on the couch, supporting its back and sides with the couch pillows, and i went on the floor to play or something. i got back up after a while picking up the crayons off the floor, so the baby could crawl around, and i noticed the baby had purple, red, and blue all over its mouth. he was holding a purple crayon, and i said “DONT YOU DAR-“ and he started eating the crayon. i grabbed it from his hand, and he was giggling so much. i said “you know you’re not supposed to e-“ and he pulled out another one that had a bite left, and he shoved it in his mouth so fast i couldn’t grab it. i pried his mouth open to try and dig it out, but it was already at the back of his throat. i said “don’t choke..” and he swallowed it. i said “okay that’s enough.”. i picked him back up and held him for a bit, then i put him on the floor. grandma said “don’t let him get those!”. he immediately started crawling for a glass cup, i jumped up and immediately got the cup, then he went to the corner of the couch for the dog treat that was there. i sat the glass cup on the t.v stand and picked the baby up. i tried to sit it back on the couch again but he was too squirmy. someone else grabbed the baby for me and held it while i picked the floor up. grandma got up and said “i’ll be outside if you need me!” and she went out the back door through the kitchen. i finished picking everything up and brought the dishes to the sink, and i started to run the water to do the dishes, and i heard that girl on the couch say “what are you doing? you know you don’t have to do those dishes.”. i said “yeah i know. i just wanna do one last thing for grandma to show how much i appreciated her.”. i leaned over to try and look out the window to see where grandma was, but i couldn’t really see her. i think she was out by the dogs graves. unless she was digging one for herself, i don’t remember but i had gotten that feeling she was when i woke up. but anyways after trying to look out the window, i went to grab one of the dishes out of the dish pile, and i woke up. i was so sad i didn’t get to say goodbye to grandma one last time.