Boy: Pizza Man! Pizza Man! Pizza Man!(hollering through an upstair window, seated on a stool)

Pizza Man: You have some help up there.  (gesturing upwards).

Mom: Yes, yes I do.

Boy: We have bleeding hearts.

Pizza Man: Oh yeah?

Boy:Our cat Mulder looks like a skunk. He went up a tree.

Pizza Man: Did you call the fire station?

Boy: No, no, of course not, he jumped down by himself.

Pizza Man: (smiling politely)

Boy: I am going to be 4 and I am going to be able to climb trees very high...