Grandmother has two visitors and balloons

I dreamed I was commuting home from Stanford. There were four people in the car and I was sitting with a young man talking about political theory. I was explaining to him how the continuum of far right to far left would lead either to clusters of people out on the ends or clusters in toward the middle. I told him that the problem we had now was that with the clusters so far out toward the ends there was no room for compromise and what we needed to do was move people inward to the more moderate middle. He was so intrigued and we had a great connection.
As we continued on our commute it turned into a bike ride across the bridge between Ivy St and Olivewood Ave. I went up to Grandma's house and into the kitchen. I was standing at the sink and Grandpa was cooking up fried chicken at the stove (in the cast iron skillet) while grandma puttered around and I notice the young man had followed me into the house. I was so confused about why he had followed me in but excited to continue our conversation. I explained to him that my grandparents were very important people in my life and that I loved them and often visited them like this in my dreams. So he should be mindful of the honor done him.
I woke up and puzzled on that a little bit before realizing the "young man" was Dennis but like he looked at 18.
The other dream was last night and I dreamed that Dennis and I went to visit Nancy and Ron Reagan at the White House. They were sitting in a summer house in a big garden and were honoring Dennis for some achievement. We had a really great talk with them and then we walked around the gardens. Washington DC at night in August. You know what I mean?
We went along the path to a view point where you could see down a long street and up the street came bobbing along about 20 large helium filled balloons. The balloons were lit up so they glowed in the dark and each balloon was very individual and highly detailed. Like one balloon had a beautiful bird in it and one had a number of smaller balloons. The balloons kept coming and coming till the whole street as far as you could see was covered in floating balloons and they were coming up to the view point and pouring over the walls.
A little boy was trying to catch one of the balloons and reached too far and nearly fell. I grabbed him and pulled him to safety. I held him very close.
Then I saw my mom and she didn't see me but was catching balloons.

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