Zeke: I have a big stick.
Zeke: I could fight a bear, or a lion, or a shark...all kinds of animals.
Zeke: I think I'm gonna fight a lion. And I'm gonna KILL him!
Me: What if it's a nice lion? Why don't you try to be friends.
Zeke: Because he's a bad guy! He's gonna 'tack the library and eat all the books!
Me: Maybe he just doesn't know what books are for. I think you should teach the
lion to read, so then he would read the books instead of eating them.
Zeke: I'm sorry mom, I'm gonna have to kill him.
Zeke: Wait, mom! Did you remember my elephant?
Me: What elephant?
Zeke: My pretend elephant.
Me: Oh...yeah...uh...its right here.
Zeke: Oh good.
Zeke: My butt is making music.