Conversation between me and the Kid.
"I just went basket-stairs-skateboarding."
I can figure out what this is because he has a blue laundry basket in his arms and, well, we have stairs.
"Uh-huh. It's fun."
I stare at him for a few minutes.
"Don't break my basket."
"Mama, I won't. And I'll tell you if I break a bone."
"You better get some duct tape and towels cuz I'm sleepy."
I just heard him scream, "Crashing and burning!"
My niece is alarmed.
I am not.