A Baby Hippo

Bee has a very active imagination.

He held out his empty hands to me.

"Mommy. Mommy, look!"

"Oh yeah?" I said. "What do you have there?"

"A baby hippo!"

"Where did you get a baby hippo from?"

"In a cave!"

"A cave?"

"A cave! A cave in my bed!" (And yes, he really talks like there's an exclamation point at the end of every sentence.)

Where does he come up with this stuff? Oh well. It makes me laugh.