I've talked about Nate's unusual complaints (always after bedtime, btw). Tonight he added one in: I was talking on the phone to my Mom and Nate came around the corner, bleary eyed, to tell me "Mom, I just feel too crowded."
I just laughed, there was no way to stop it. He got a kick out of himself, talked to Grandma for a while, then back to bed where we chucked about his previous complaints, came up with some new ones, and hopefully fell asleep. New ones included Nate's "I feel like I'm a cheetah and I can't stop running" and my "I feel like I'm a Cheeto and someone's trying to eat me!" It's fun to chuckle with my big little boy. He's the best.