bubble wrap

Good morning world. I woke up this morning from a really great dream. I hear that pregnant women tend to have more vivid and extravegant dreams than when in their non-pregnant state. This may or may not be the case for me, I have always had pretty lucid dreams, now I just dream more about little Archie, which is more fun.
Somehow in my dream I was back in school, and Ben and I were living next door to my parents. Dad (Mister) wasn't working so he was the baby-sitter all day everyday while Ben and I were at school and mom was at work. We would go to school, come home and I would walk next door to get Arch and Dad always had him carefully wrapped in bubble wrap; not his face, just arms, legs, torso, ya know the rest of him, as if this was a normal thing. I remember thinking in my dream how weird it was, but I didn't want to hurt his feelings, so I took the squeaky, snappy, poppy, baby in my arms and went home and unwrapped him. It was like opening a present everyday!
If Archie has an obsession with bubble wrap throughout his life, we'll know where it comes from; well kind of, I guess if it was my dream it comes from me, but Dad was the one who wrapped him in it...