Where does he come up with this stuff

Mr. Dog has been reworking the plans for the house, pretty much since we started with the designs. Recently he has been bringing home modified print outs of the current idea, and leaving them laying all over the house.

Two nights ago Big Dog grabbed one of the multiple copies of the plans off the living room floor, and wadded it up in his hand. Mr. Dog saw this and said, "Hey, stop that! That's mine!"
and Big Dog replied "What's that? Your fan club?" in a voice steeped in sarcasm, and tossed the paper casually toward his dad.

I know he's only 4, but I think he has a long career ahead of him in the world of sarcasm. Good job, little man. That was a nice one.