It’s late. The fireworks haven’t stopped. Isaiah is, quite literally, bouncing off the walls (and the trampoline and anything else in sight). In between bounces, he’s making “pew, pew” sounds and calling himself a baby dragon. The sound effects are, according to him, his fire breath. He can do it on command, along with a number of other “tricks”, like “roll over” and “play dead”. He had turned on a Barney video and was jumping on his trampoline while it played when this conversation occurred.
Isaiah: Dragons do not laugh. Wait! I’m a talking dragon?! *facepalm*
Isaiah: *returns to giggling and bouncing as if nothing has happened*