Post-breakfast but pre-shower this morning — and still in jammies — he introduced me to the three puppy dogs that live in his bed. (There are MANY more animals in there. These are just the canines.)
While pointing. "These are my puppy dogs: Cujo (the big dog), Razorbacks (the black one), and Punkin (the little one wearing a Santa hat)."
Incidentally, he also told me, "Mommy, we don't eat dog food."
"Why not, Buddy?"
"Because we don't eat dog food."