"HOLA MOMMY! I'm ZEKE! Do you see baby? We have to help her. We have to cross the swerve-y turn-y living room, go over Mommy Mountain and RESCUE BABY. Come on, VAMANOS!"
Apparently Mommy Mountain is the bad guy in the story, I guess. He rescued Baby Sis a couple dozen more times and then when Daddy got up he told him basically the same thing, only changed it up a bit. Anytime any of us moved somewhere or did anything, it was a new "adventure." My hubby sat down and opened his laptop and Zeke yelled - to no one in particular - "We have to fix Daddy's 'puter!" and then proceeded to examine the back of it and deemed it fixed. "Great job, thanks for helping!"
Today he made up a new a verse for "The Wheels on the Bus" that goes: "The Inniannie Jones drives his car, drives his car, drives his car/The Inniannie Jones broked his car, into the SANDDDDDD." (He's referring to Indiana Jones which was on at my Aunt's house last night when we went over there. Although I don't recall him wrecking into the sand, I suppose it's possible in an Indiana Jones movie.)
He's also become quite taken with the Queen song "Bicycle Race" and has been wanting to listen to it ten times a day, as seen in the video below: