just talking

Landon has been going to bed on his own these past few days, well not actually alone, he has had a few friends with him each night.
The next morning, I ask Landon how it came that they fell asleep this particular way.

He sits up and matter of factly, says, "We were talking."

"What about?" I ask

"Oh, we had to stay on the pillows because the rest of the bed was an ocean and the little crabbies would pinch us if we fell off!"

What a sweet imagination.