"Mommy?"
"Mommy?" (I'm trying to ignore him. He is supposed to be going to sleep)
"Mommy?"
"Mommy?"
"Mommy?"
"Mommy?"
"What Colin?"
"What sound do bears make."
"Uh, Rar. Or Grr. Something like that."
"Really?"
"Yep."
"How do you know?"
"I just know stuff."
"Lots of stuff?"
"Yep. Lots of stuff."
"But you don't know my secret moves."
". . . No. I don't know your secret moves."
(He does some fancy kicky motion that I can't see because most of him is covered by a superman blanket.)
"Those are my secret moves. Don't tell anybody."
"I wouldn't dream of it."