Me: Dylan, I'm putting this hot dog thing away, so are you going to want another hot dog?
Dylan: I'm going to have one more hot dog and then I'm not going to eat anything else because I won't be starving anymore. And when I'm done I'm going to be the winner because I'm 4 years old. So that means I can fight the bad guys, and the monsters, and the aliens from space...and the aliens not from space.
Me: soooo....it's a yes on the hot dog?
These are the conversations we have all day long.
And as promised, Sophia's after peas picture-
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