Chick

Wm: When I was playing, Ariel came over and just sat right in front of me and did not move - and just stared at me.
Steve: Why did she do that?
Wm: She is just a social chick.
Steve: Did you just call her a "chick?"
Wm: Uhhhh...yeah. She is a chicken.
Steve: Huh?
Wm: Ariel is one of the baby chicks we have at school.
Steve: Ariel is a chicken?
Wm: OREO. She let me pet her. But Snickers is the softest chick.
Steve: This story makes so much more sense now.

After school Wm was all, "come watch me play video games in my room!" Because I am seriously THE BEST MOM EVER, I went up and "watched."  Then I told him I would just stretch out on his bed to watch after a couple minutes.  Soon after, Schroeder showed up and curled around me. Then Wm spun his little fan around so it was gently blowing on me. So I was laying on Wm's bed with a purring cat, a soft wind blowing....and, as would be expected, I totally fell asleep. When I woke up, I was like, "It's after 5! I have to start dinner!" Wm goes, "I was going to wake up you and tell you it was 5, but you and Schroeder looked so cute sleeping." HA!