Chip wakes up as I walk into the bedroom.
Chip: How long have I been asleep?
Me: I don't know - probably half an hour. Were you still awake when I called my mom?
Chip: Yeah, I fell asleep right after I called your mom.
Me: Um, honey, you mean after I called my mom?
Chip: Yes, after I called your mom, I fell asleep.
Me: Let's try this again. I called my mom and talked to her. You were sleeping.
Chip: Exactly. I called your mom and then I fell asleep.
Me: Sweetie, you never spoke to my mom.
Chip: ......Oh. Yes. I see.
And not to let you think that he's the only one losing his marbles: later, we were getting situated in bed and I moved the remote three times. Each time poor Chip placed the remote within easy grasp, I would pick it up and put it at the foot of the bed. FOR NO REASON WHATSOEVER. I didn't even realize I was doing it until the third time, when Chip started to laugh.
We are tired, yo.