me: So did you go to Chapel at school today?
Biscuit: Yeah, we did.
me: What did you do there?
Biscuit: We talked about God.
me: What did you learn about God?
Biscuit: I don't know, but I can tell you the three rules of the Mogwai.
Biscuit: One day, when I am kinduva big kid, I will go to the Fairy Ball with daddy.
me: That sounds great, buddy.
Biscuit: And I will wear your princess dress.
me: Cool. You're totally welcome to wear my wedding dress.
Biscuit: And I will marry daddy.
me: Nope. He's mine.
Biscuit: Then I will marry t.rex.
me: Even if it's Georgia, you can't marry your brother, dude.
Biscuit: Then I will marry Big Ben?
me: Try again. He's your grandfather.
Biscuit: (dramatic sigh and eye rolling) Then I guess I'll marry Uncle Bill.
me: Sorry, sweetie, he's still part of the family. And he's 65. And married to Aunt Sunny. Choose someone that's not a relative.
Biscuit: FINE. I guess I'll have to marry Joey from my class.
me: Oh, do you like Joey?
Biscuit: No, not really.
Biscuit: That man on the sidewalk is a FAT MAN! He's a big ol', big ol' FAT MAN!
me: We don't generally talk about people being fat. It's not nice.
Biscuit: AND HIS NAME IS OSTRICH MAN!!!
Biscuit: Can I have some of your birthday cake?
me: Nope. You already had enough treats today.
Biscuit: Can I have some tomorrow?
Biscuit: What about now? Is now tomorrow?
Biscuit: What about now?
me: Still no.
Biscuit: When I'm a big kid, will it be tomorrow?
me: Well, tomorrow is always the next day. So you never really get to tomorrow, because then tomorrow is the day after that. So after a lot of tomorrows, I guess you *will* be a big kid. It's a bit confusing, I know.
Biscuit: Can I have some of your birthday cake yesterday, then?
me: You did.
Biscuit: Can it be yesterday again?
me: Today will be yesterday tomorrow.
Biscuit: I think I just really like to dance ballet.