The Nugget commonly converses with his food. Here's one conversation he had with his asparagus.
Aspargus: Oh no! I'm afraid! I'm afraid of the teeth. The teeth are going to bite me.
Nugget: Nom nom nom. Now you're at the party in my tummy.
I caught the Nugget sprinkling crumbs from his placemat (have I mentioned I'm not the best housekeeper?!) into his cereal bowl. He looked at me proudly and said, "I'm adding some seasoning."
N: Did you hear that? *slurping milk*
N: That was an old sound.
N: Stand up, Dad!
N: Stand up, please.
N: So I can take things (iPod Touch) out of your pocket.
N: This grape is Miss K. This one is Nucas, and this one is Dawa. They're going to the party.
Me: Um, ok. (Note to self - conduct internet search re: Is it normal for preschoolers to pretend to be cannibals?)
N: K & K are there too! And some milk is there too.