Boy Wonder comes running out from getting ready for bed and grabs a pot from the cabinet, drops it on the living room floor and starts tap-dancing around it. "Watch this!"
Dad says: "Wow--you should watch the dance scene from that movie, White Knights"
Mom shows it from youtube. A remarkable imitation of Gregory Hinds follows for 15 minutes.
Then Boy Wonder comes into the kitchen and says, "I need a dance court. Is there a room in the house we're not really using? ..." And then, IN complete seriousness. "How about if we move the laundry outside?"
I, being a mom that goes to great lengths to appease her child and his endless imagination says,
"Uh-NO."
IN complete seriousness: "Why not?"
I finished the day by delicately agreeing he was the "best dancer of our time" and still being truthful.