W and I were looking for something and we were outside a store. I think he was then Frodo the Hobbit and face planted in the dirt and came up with a boxwood on his head.
Then, we're inside a building that looked like First Evangelical Free Church, but I was trying to introduce him to my pastor.
Then, we're in a canoe on the street. He is laying down, sleeping and I am sitting on his lap, paddling. Somehow my pants were coming off. He asks if he can come to my house and spend the night instead of going to his house because it's too far or something. I said that I would be in big trouble with my pastor if I did that.