Our Son in Wonderland

I had such a weird dream last night, but the more I think about it, the more it makes sense.  My son was in a movie, Alice in Wonderland to be exact, and his little body was so confused and mixed up the whole time. Picture Alice in the scene where she takes something and grows very tall, and then uses another something to shrink again.  It was my job to go into the movie and find a way to get him out.  We finally found the right combination of concoctions so that he could fit through the door and I could bring him home to his daddy, who was excitedly waiting for us.  Daddy almost couldn't believe that this was really our son.  We were so happy to have him back.  And our son was so happy to be back.