I'm not a pillow

Last night Thatcher and I were talking before bed. I was so tired that I was kneeling on the floor and resting my head on his belly. I asked him if could take him to bed with me and use him as my pillow. He said, "No mom, I'm not a pillow, I'm Thatcher." He then listed off the many things he wasn't, each time reiterating that he was Thatcher. He told me he wasn't a mom, a dad, a James, a door, or a boat. "But," he said, "my bed is a boat".

I love that kid.