My 4-year-old son Stewie just told me, over a plate of leftover Shanghai noodles – his before bed / dinner snack, that our house is actually a submarine and its dark outside (besides being 8pm) because a shark swallowed us.
He went on to say that we get out of the shark’s stomach in the morning when the shark sneezes us out.
When I asked him to repeat this story, he said we were fish and stuck in the shark’s stomach, but then changed it into a submarine.
Hey, I don’t make this stuff up!!!