Iain was hiding with Aunt Kelsey under a blanket on his bed, asking me to find him. I put my head down on him.
Me: I think I'm going to take a nap on this pillow.
Iain: Noooo! I'm not a pillow!
Me: Well what are you then?
Iain: I'm the strongest, silliest, zaniest kind.
Me: Kind of what?
Iain: Kind of like a man.