Dream interpretation, anyone?

So, last night I had one bizarre dream. It started out normal enough; I was with my family, going to restaurant where (and this is where it turns strange) I ran into my friend Lane from church, who promptly introduced me to Madonna. Then Madonna and I got our kids mixed up, so I took home her daughter and she took my son, and we spent a year trying to track each other down to swap kids. She finally found me, playing in a pile of autumn leaves with her daughter, Lourdes.