“I need an alligator foot to be a robot.”
[note: not an alligator’s foot, but a foot made out of an alligator.]
You may be thinking I’m taking this out of context. There wasn’t any. He was just walking through the kitchen while I was cooking dinner.
The second one here comes from Mommy and I asking the boy his opinion on names.
“I want to name the baby Trogdor!”