Alex: Mommy, tell me a story. (He's into me telling him random stories about whatever he sees lately, for example: Mommy, tell me a story about a ...ummmm....telephone)
Me: Why don't you tell me a story.
Alex: Oh, ok. Once a time there was a plate.
Me: What was it's name?
Alex: ummmm, Chicken. Once a time there was a plate named chicken. He played outside. One day his mommy told him to do (something unintelligible). The end.
Me: That was a good story.
Alex: Yeah, that was a good story, Mommy.