My four year old is drop, dead, serious about a lot of things. Some of the things she says are outrageously hilarious, roll around on the ground funny, but never to her. This afternoon she wanted to make a bus out of a box that the Little One's new umbrella stroller came in. I told her to use her imagination. To which she responded..
"Stop talking about my imagination! I looked already, I don't have one. OK??!"