I dreamed about my infant nephew, but it was weird. In real life he's about 2, but in the dream much younger, and active, and rubbery. He could stretch his neck about a foot to look around the room, and was excited all the time.
(Contrary to reality) the whole family paid little attention to him at first, but gradually more as the dream progressed. In the end I was hugging him, he vomited on my shoulder, and so I took a shower (in my parents' house.)
It was just a weird feeling kind of dream.
I do love him, but my feelings are closer to that of a brother than a parent, while as an uncle I should be closer to a parent. I'm also just always waiting for him to be more than a baby.
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