Another Micah story here; he's just s'dang funny that I had to share it.
He likes to talk to himself a lot, especially in our living room. So just a couple minutes ago I went in there and sat on the couch. Micah was not amused.
"Go away," he said in an irritated voice. "I'm talking to myself."
"Can I talk to yourself, too?"
"No. You can't listen to me." Death glare.
"Well, can I talk to myself while just so happening to be in the same room?"
"No." He flopped back onto the couch opposite me dramatically.
"I'll leave if you give me a pony." (ponies are my answer for everything)
Scowl. "There are no ponies in the land."
"Only horses and other animals. God doesn't like ponies."
I grinned at him, which annoyed him even more. "So are you saying God didn't create ponies?"
"Yes. The Lord commanded 'No Ponies!'"
I left him alone then (he's still flopped on the couch) to have a huge long laugh without being scowled at. "The Lord commanded 'No Ponies'..." I had no idea.