Zechariah's Dream Journal

My wife and I were sitting in bed after that weird bathroom thing happened, when my parents walked in.

I could tell my mom was upset. She explained that she was upset over my sister lying about somewhere she was going. It seemed like my mom thought of her as a child in this dream or something, because my mom has dealt with us lying about where we're going before. And never got that emotional. But anyways, my mom just kind of rested her head down on her hand and my dad told her... something along the lines of, she shouldn't get so upset over it- it's not that big of a deal. Which is strange and completely out of character for my dad.
They left, and I did what my sister and I have always done after finding out that our parents are mad at one of us for something we were unaware of yet. I called her. But the process of calling her was so frustrating. I had a blackberry, but the buttons didn't make any sense.
A while later we found my sister at the park down the street from my house and I told her what was up. Still trying to figure out my stupid blackberry, the buttons were changing. That's why I couldn't figure it out.
My sister looked the way she did when she was... around seventeen, eighteen or so. I don't keep up with her hairstyles in a timeline so I'm not sure, but somewhere around there. Pointing that out because she's twenty and I have a niece that didn't exist in this dream.