The other night, Mom and Dad stopped by to see our place, as they hadn't seen it before. They had Monkey with them, which was good because he knows where it is. (Apparently they didn't follow him very well, going upstairs when there was no need.)

As he does every time he comes over, he picked up the Lego Millennium Falcon that PB keeps in the living room (I have mentioned he's a huge geek, yes?) and played with it. After a while, he put it down and said to PB, "You need a train."

PB: "But I don't like trains."
Moneky: "I like trains."