Jordan: Mama, I wan a yittle ahyigatoh.
Me: An alligator? Ahh shoot, is there one on the floor again? (Playing along)
J: No mama, I wan a purpoh ahyigatoh. I can have one?
M: Sure, but I don't know where to find a purple alligator, Buddy. I'm sorry.
J: I go get one.
He came back moments later with his purple gator. Well, grape flavored Gatorade anyway. Sucks that I already said he could have one back when I thought we were playing imagination games. Duh, Mom.
