Over the next 12 hours, strange things happen. Adam breaks his high chair. Then he cracks the tiled floor. By dawn, he has outgrown his crib. By noon, he punches a hole through the living room ceiling. Wayne realizes with horror: the ray has a delayed, exponential effect. Every time Adam experiences a strong emotion—hunger, excitement, fear—he grows.
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Wayne smiles, picks up Adam, and whispers, "No promises." Then he glances at the blown-up city behind him and mutters, "...I’m going to need a bigger garage." Over the next 12 hours, strange things happen
A casino janitor sweeps up near a puddle. In the puddle’s reflection, a tiny, shrunken showgirl from the first movie’s cameo waves a miniature foam finger. Tone: A perfect blend of slapstick visual comedy (a toddler using the Stratosphere Tower as a sippy cup) and genuine family heart. It’s Godzilla meets Mr. Mom , with the core message that children don’t need to be big to make a huge impact on your life. By dawn, he has outgrown his crib
The family sits in the ruins of their lab. Sterling Labs’ contract is torn up. Wayne looks at his normal-sized son, who is now drawing on the wall with a permanent marker. Diane sighs. "Honey," she says, "next time, can we just get a babysitter?"