Well....I thought it was funny

This morning I woke up to my two-year-old, dressed only in a diaper, jumping on my bed. "Mommy, will you be a lady-horse?" He asked.
"What?" I'm wondering if I'm still dreaming.
"Will you be a lady-horse?" Still bouncing.
"Sure, I'll be a lady-horse." Whatever. Maybe if I agree with him he'll go away.
"Why?" This conversation is way too complicated for first thing in the morning.
"Because you just asked me to!"
Then my husband came in and Junior informed him that he is a "little baby horsie, and Mommy is a lady-horse."
"So what does that make Daddy?" I asked.
This actually (thankfully) made him stop jumping on the bed to think. "What?'
"Daddy is a stallion." I tried to say this with an admiring, sort of suggestive, tone of voice. I think the effect was ruined by my giggles, though. "You are such a stud." I said to my husband, again trying not to laugh.
"Gee, thanks." And he rolled his eyes at me.

It probably isn't as funny as it seemed to me at the time, but not being very awake, I thought it was hilarious.