The Cellar

I was in this whole other family and I was the dad. At least in one part. What I remember is there were bad people or one person was bad? I had a shotgun and in a cellar and the room was dark and the baby/toddler thing tried to take my gun and almost shot. We were fighting for the gun and it started pointing first towards me then towards the sky (we were in a cellar though so I was worried someone was above us). I took the gun back and the older daughter criticized me for having the gun ready to shoot, so I made it safer somehow. Then the older daughter felt more ghostlike to me. It was weird! 

One other thing I remember. I was looking either at my phone at a photo and it was my mother in law with a couple of her sisters. They posted a caption like 'does anyone else use this in old age?' or something like that, and one of them was holding a can of hair spray and all of them had their elbows up/towards the camera. I remember feeling my elbows and they were really, really cracked and rough and thick flakes were on them. I was thinking how much I should probably use that tip from now on. 

Edit: weird! I'm reminded of another part in my dream. Me and my kids were singing along to the Beatles song 'In My Life' ... I remembered this because after I woke up I was scrolling Instagram and my friend made a fathers day post and used that song as her background. Crazy how that happens..