Illusion?

I just staggered out in the front yard from an awesome sleep after working all night to see my son off. He was wearing his 100x beaver hat, a black shirt under his worn out tan vest and had wild rags around his neck. His belt with buckle he won somewhere with blue jeans and boots with riding heel completing the look for his ride in the Fort Worth Stock Show And Rodeo parade tomorrow morning. I woke up sometime after stumbling back into the house and wondered was that real? Did that really happen? How did that little colicky baby who drove me to putting him in the car at 3 am and drive around the rest of the night so he could sleep and I could have at least a minutes peace turn into someone who can handle a 1500 pound animal among thousands of other animals and people all the while having his picture made by and with European and Japanese tourists?
I don't know, but it happened.