me: yes. if you want to watch cars, then we need to change your poop first.
*he lays down on the couch, closes his eyes, and makes ridiculously exaggerated snoring noises.
asher: zzzzzzz (i don't know how to spell the aforementioned ridiculously exaggerated snoring noises)
me: asher, i know you're not sleeping. you still have to get your diaper changed.
*with his eyes still closed he says-
although he plays a pretty convincing possum, he still got his diaper changed. i didn't fall for it.