Henry and I play with his Tinkertoys:
"Ok Mommy, let's build a house out of these wood pieces. I'm going to be the Big Bad Wolf, and you can be the little pig. I'm going to come and blow the house down!"
Mommy is not such a great creative player, I prefer to strictly build things, but I do my best.
*Hank hides behind reclining chair*
"Are you ready Mommy?"
"Um, the house is built, Honey. Am I supposed to be doing anything else?"
"I'm talking to the other wolves. I'll be out in a minute."
Hank comes out of his play room, eating a small box of Nerds candy, which was his treat for the day.
"Mommy? Can I have a bowl to put these in? Because every time I try to eat one, it goes into my pants."
I was laughing so hard at that point I had a difficult time asking the logical followup questions, but apparently Hank's pants were a bit too big on him, and due to the small size of the candy pieces and the box, they were easily falling into his waistband and cuffs. Nobody wants to eat Nerds that have made the journey to the Iron Man underpants.