The other day Carrie and Ezra were talking about how big a moose is (because Ezra got a lego moose). Carrie suggested that a moose would not fit (or only barely fit) in our bathroom.

Ezra is brushing his teeth before bed.

Ezra: “A mouse would not even fit in this bathroom!”
Me: “I think you mean a moose”
E: “The only thing that can fit in this room is a moose!”
N: “Well that must mean that you are a moose, since you’re in here.”
E: “And you’re a moose too, since you’re in here!”
N: “That’s right!”
E: “And everything else in here is also a moose.”