stuffed fish

My friend PC and I in line for paper work for the government. Kind of a yearly renewal of citizenship. There were a few Mexican ladies in line. One was crying hoping that they wouldn't take her little girl away. She was holding on to her. I was worried that she was scaring the little girl and I found the necessary paperwork to help them. PC was taking a while filling out her forms, so I went in front of her, then she was done, so back behind and so on. While I was waiting I noticed it was snowing in the building. There was a sort of opening in the middle. It was really pretty. There were tiny houses on the counter and they were getting snowy. It was nice - - - - Then I had a dream I was walking home with my dad, step-mom, brother and his wife. There was a tree growing in the middle of the sidewalk and someone put an iron bar there to protect it. At that same location, a rhododendron was sticking out. My dad decided to break the branch and then realized it was dead and the whole bush came out. My brother and him quickly got a stone turtle to over the whole where the bush was. We kept walking home. I got home first and changed clothes. I had a multicolored shirt on, not my style, and black pants. The house was bare. It had recently been remodeled and had one antique loveseat in the corner and not many other places to sit. It only had two bedrooms. One was mine, but Walter Matthau was going to be moving in. I thought that might be nice. I didn't know his real personality, but he might have some good stories to tell. Then they came in. Charlotte was wearing a new dress and asked if I liked it. I did. Then she was saying that god told her that he was going to give me twins. And she was teary eyed in a happy way. My dad rolled his eyes. I just sat there on the couch playing with a stuffed fish.