What If...?

Given a quiet moment, Dallin's imagination knows no bounds. He often shares his musings with me when we're eating lunch, so I decided to grab a pen and jot down his thoughts while I munched my sandwich. So here's a sample of Dallin's imaginings:

What if you could jump into space?

What if when it was night time you slept and when it was morning you slept and when it was night time you slept and when it was morning you slept and you keeped sleeping and never stopped? And then you came to heaven and you never slept?
You'd be really strong.

What if Dad was a kid and you were a kid and Adam was a kid and Caleb was a kid and I would be a kid?
We would be sad. We would want a dad. And a mom.

What if it was never morning?

What if you were made out of chocolate?
(In response, I asked him if he would eat me.)
Yes. If I saw you I would eat you. For dessert. If I was done with my lunch or dinner, and I was walking and I saw you, I would eat you.

What if you were made out of chairs?
What if you were made out of treats?
What if you were made out of pears, and baskets, and bread, and candy, and houses and closets, and tiles, and boxes, and a trash can? And your head was a computer.
What would you think?

What if we put glue on your hair and it dried? And you took a shower and it took for an hour! giggles

What if you were sick?

What if you were made out of monsters?

What if you just got in the van and then Caleb was there (in reference to driving to pick up Caleb after school)?

What if your hand was broken and you had a hook?

What if you had one eye? What would you say?

What if we had a pet mouse? (After thinking for a moment, he continued) I would say, "I think that mouse is going to eat all our cheese sticks!"