When Punkin brought this home, I asked him what he wanted to do on his birthday and he said, quite enthusiastically, "BALLOONS!" I asked him what we should eat, "CAKE!" I asked him what else we should do, "PRESENTS!" What kind of presents? "A TRUCK!" A couple weeks later when I asked him again, he added, "JAMMA PARTY!" I've created a pajama monster.
And I'm just going to present this without comment. I just. There are no words for this.