In the rocking chair, drifting off to a nap this afternoon:
Squish: "When I get bigger, I'm going to have a baby."
Me: "Oh that's great, love. What baby?"
Squish: "Baby Mateo."
Me: "That's nice. What will Baby Mateo do?"
Squish: "Baby Mateo is a nice baby. He cries."
Me: "Hmmmm... he cries? Maybe he is tired."
Squish quiet - closing his eyes.
Squish: "He a nice baby ... alligator eats Baby Mateo."
Me: "Wow - an alligator eats your baby?!?"
Squish: "Yeah - snap!"
Me: "Hmmm. Sounds dramatic."
Squish: "Eats me and [Bug]."
Me: "That alligator eats Baby Mateo, then you, and then [Bug]?!?"
Squish: "Yes. Snaps that monkey right out of that tree."
1.78 seconds later, Squish sleeps in my arms.