got milk?

Yesterday I was busy playing a game of "princess football" with Tyler (don't ask...I don't come up with this stuff) when he decided we needed to get something to eat. He pulled out a notebook and announced he was going to take our order for the "buffet". He wrote out the words or drew pictures for the food that I was ordering, and the conversation went something like this:

Ty: "Mommy, what would you like to eat today?"
Me: "Do you have hotdogs?"
Ty: "Yes, we have hotdogs. What else?"
Me: "I'd love a fruit salad, please"
insert various other items that I ordered, and despite announcing that I was full, I was repeatedly told i needed to order more
Me: "How about some Chinese food?"
Ty: "Umm, we don't have Chinese food at the buffet, but we do have some Wonton soup. I'll get you that. And what does Jason want?"
Me: "He does like watermelon. Do you have any watermelon?"
Ty: "Yes, I'll get him watermelon. What else does he eat?"
Me: "Do you have Gerber Puffs? He loves those."
Ty: "Yes, we have puffs. What does he want to drink?"
Me: "He would probably drink a little water"
Ty: "What about milk?"
Me: "No thank you, he doesn't drink milk yet"
Ty (whispering into my ear, apparently so that I don't mess up the pretend play): "Mommy, what about breastmilk? He drinks breastmilk, right?"
Me: "Yes he does"
Ty: "Don't worry. We have a lady here who has breasts and she can get him breastmilk. Watermelon, check. Puffs, check. Breastmilk, check. Anything else?"