"It's a shark!"

I can always tell who's been through the room by the how high (or low) the zipper is open. 

NJ- "It's a shark!" (referring to the folded up piece of english muffin) 

- "Oh. Why is it a shark?"

NJ- "Because I squish it and it looks like it."

(later after rolling it up)

NJ- "Hi, I'm a burrito!"

He also decided to tell me: "Yesterday I have ice cream at Ah-ma's (grandma's) house. I keep eating every day, three days!"

- "Oh did you? Three days? Are you sure? What kind was it?" (I thought maybe he was just saying it)

NJ- "Yeah. Chok-ret chip!" (I guess he really did have some! But for three days? Hmm.)