Drivers seat dream 8/18

My 8 year old daughter and I were in the car and I asked her if she wanted to try and drive for what I was planning on only being a moment.
She said she did.
She seemed to be doing fine for a little bit but then froze up in traffic and was freaking out. I told her to not move while I traded her seats but she was insistent that she could keep driving, like she didn't want to let me down because she knew I was tired, even though I knew that continuing to let her try was so dangerous and a terrible idea! I told her no and I put the break on to move seats quickly but she saw there were cars coming from behind and started going again before they hit us.
But then she veered off into the wrong lane and I was yelling at her to signal and get over but I realized she didn't even know how to signal at 8 years old!
I eventually had her pull over to a parking lot with lots of guidance from me and almost hitting a bus head on that had to move out of the way just in time not to collide with us!
The car went past the parking lot and over some steps down into an outdoor seating area at a bar and as I turned to tell my daughter she'd gone too far and to back up because the parking lot was back before the stairs, to my surprise I realized that the person driving was actually my husband!
I was apologetic with the bar owner and feeling embarrassed for him running over into their bistro area that way.
The bar owner easily blew it off after a little annoyance like they were old buddies and they both went off to hang out inside, with the car still in the bistro area.
I followed them inside with my 3 year old son and thought the kids were doing ok playing with my husband checking in on them but then I remembered it was a party house and that my son was only a baby!
I asked my husband where our son was and he said he wasn't sure but that he wasn't worried because he had put a helmet on him to protect him as he crawled around.
I was upset about this because I knew the helmet was too large for his head, too loose and was apt to fall off to the side and have the straps strangle him.
I went to go take the helmet off my son just as I saw him crawling towards a steep staircase and grabbed him up into my arms and snuggled him close.
I was laying there in the back room of the house with him snuggled up on me, waiting for my husband to be done, when a mini fridge door swung open from behind me and hit me in the head. It didn't wake my sleeping son up as my shoulder was blocking it from him, my body curled around him, protecting him.
I was going to close the little fridge when I looked at the door of it and saw that it had a really cold, refreshing looking orange soda in it. I was so thirsty and really wanted one but I knew that I wasn't allowed to have these more expensive drinks. There had been some cheaper, warm drinks set out front for everybody who didn't live here to have.
I was thirsty but not enough for the warm water set out front and had finally found a little quiet place to just snuggle my son and get some rest without being around all the partying in the rest of the house.
Also, in part of this dream, I had a wound on my left arm that had been slowly healing but then when I took the bandage off to check it I heard it making a venting sound like gasses slowly being let out and knew this was not a good sign and that it had abcessed and was turning septic.
I showed my husband this and that I thought we needed to go to the hospital as it was quickly turning septic, but he seemed unconcerned.