Paul and I are watching someone’s little boy who is about one years old. It could be our grandson. There is a pool that is very deep. He crawls into the pool and goes down to the bottom. I have a blue bathing suit on and my glasses. ( or maybe contacts). I dive and swim down to the bottom (9-10 feet). The water is not very clear and it is hard to see. I rescue the boy.
A little while later, I sit next to Paul and ask where is the little boy. Paul is sitting on a bleachers. He doesn’t know. I panic and start looking for him. I get others to look as well. I worry that he got back into the water.