Monkey-n' Around

Brother is on a new kick. He is a monkey. Half the time he insists on being called Monkey. He has also dubbed me, "Momma Monkey" and sister "Baby Monkey." King apparently isn't a monkey, just Daddy.
Some days our conversations go like this.

Me: Son, will you finish your sandwich?
Son: No! Monkey, will finish your sandwich.
Me: Oh, excuse me. Monkey, will you finish your sandwich?
Son: Yes.

Another one.

Me: Son, you're not listening to mommy... (not sure what I asked him to do).
Son: No, Monkey isn't listening to Momma Monkey.
Me: Oh, that's right. Monkey, will you listen to Momma Monkey and do... whatever it was?
Son: Ok. Monkey will mind Momma Monkey.

Whatever floats your boat. At least it helps him mind some of the time.