Me: Who are you?!
L: Lincoln McQueen! Your super fast friend!
Saw a man outside walking with a cane,
L: A man with a stick?! How that happen?!
Picked up my brother from the airport, walked past a row of payphones,
L: What is that?!
[I promise that all of the ?! are necessary. This is how he talks. He's the best.]
Driving home from my mom's,
L: Dramma (g's somehow turn into d's), dramma, dramma
At Herm's for brunch with friends, and with the saddest face,
L: BUT! Where's my NEMU?!
L: Knock knock.
Me: Who's there?
L: Boo.
Me: Boo who?
L: RABBIT!
Hanging out in my bed, eating a string cheese. (sometimes, lots of times, he lets me wake up slowly)
L: So, what you dream about Mommy?
Me: I don't remember. What did you dream about?
L: Oh, red horseys, and green horseys.
