In this dream some parent I did not know was bragging about their children that they napped better, stood taller, progressed better than other people's children, and that it was due to special nutrition.
In my dream I felt like I had a wife in the past, but I think/feel she may be dead now. We had a child though, and it is just me and my baby now. I am in our house and I'm enjoying playing with the baby even though I'm the only parent. Although the dream seems to shift to me being at work where I see a manager and a fellow employee, I end up lining up kids at work, instead of filing cabnets. I do a good job at lining the kids up though. My baby and I are having a great time. Now the dream shifts again, and we explore the 9-11 ruins of the trade center. The ruins in my dream of one tower in my dream is still 8 to 18 stories high, I see the highest level has one bookshelf with books left. Although I am on the ground, I think or fly myself up there. I look at the books but only vaguely remember one title: 'Navy ship, (future class)' (There are others, but I don't recall.) Then the remains collapse. As it collapses, I'm back on the ground. Now I go back to my house where I have quality time with my son, I think it is, but just before I wake I'm under the impression my baby may be my daughter.
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