Conversations with a 3-year-old

Driving home last night:

"J, when we get home we're going to make spaghetti for dinner."

"Mmmm! I love spaghetti!"

"Me too. Is your tummy empty?" (because that's how he says he's hungry)

"Nope. My belly is big... just like Daddy Dave's."

I'm giggling.
"Daddy Dave has a big belly?"

With total and absolute preschool sincerity "Yes Mama, it's so big he doesn't even have a lap!"

It was all I could do to keep my car in it's lane I was laughing so hard. God, I love my kid!