This one took place early one morning with C-Man sitting at the kitchen counter. We hadn't said anything to each other yet (it was verrrrrryyyyyy early).
(As a little background.....we had never talked about "dreams" with C-Man. I mean, it's a hard concept to get down when you're three, right? Well, maybe not.)
C-Man: Guess what? I dreamed a dream last night.
Me: (trying to get caffeinated as quickly as possible) Really? What was your dream about?
C-Man: (getting very serious and dramatic) A.....CRAZY.....dinosaur.....pooped behind the wall!
The end. Life is simple when you are three.