Lucas: Mom, I sink my heart is turning into a dinosaur so I could eat up this house because it is so cute.
Me: Lucas, what's wrong?
Lucas: I am worried.
Me: Whatever for?
Lucas: I am worried about getting died. I don't want to die and my stomach go away.
Me: Oh, honey, please don't worry about dying. That is a loooooong way away.
Lucas: We might die in a fire.
Me: The dinosaurs died in a fire, but we know that isn't going to happen because scientists may tell us long in advance.
Lucas: Oh, ok. I just worry about getting missed like the old big bampomps and his stomach.
Me: I know honey, we miss old bampomps, but he lived for a really long time.
Lucas: OK.
Seriously, this kid is too much! He sure does remember everything, and certainly misses his old bampomps.
2 hours after bedtime, I hear Lucas playing in his room.
I open the door and see him playing upside down in the bed and ask him what he is doing. He just laughs.
Me: Are you happy?
L: Yes.
Me: What makes you happy?
L: Jungles. And lions. And when they see me, they are gonna say, Look at that kid. He's gonna be a a farmer for halloween. (giggles)
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