Mommy (rubbing Nathan's back to try to wake him from a nap): Is there a Nathan in there?
Nathan (with a little grin, eyes still shut): Yes!
Mommy: How are you, Nathan?
Nathan: Grrreeeaaat! I was hunting for pirates.
Mommy: You were hunting for pirates?!!!
Nathan: Yes, only I couldn't find mine. I did find some of Noahs, though. I whacked one of them. I whacked him so hard his parrot's beak nearly flew off!