imagined conversations with a three-year-old

Me: Nathan, you can’t leave the house. You’re not even wearing pants.
Nathan: Yeah Mom! I totally could rock the house on So You Think You Can Dance!

Me: Nathan, you have to put your toys away. NOW!
Nathan: Geez, look what time it is!
Me: You’re not even wearing a watch.
Nathan: I don’t need to! It’s White-Thirty!