Goodnight Moon is no more

We recently started reading Goodnight Moon again as part of the bedtime routine. Today Mizz cracked me and Dave up with his insistence on pointing out all the fires in the fireplaces (approx every other page for oh twenty or some pages). So it went like this:
Mizz: This! (pointing)
Me: What is that Mizz?
Mizz: THIS! (with more emphasis)
Me: Is that a fire?
Mizz: HOT! (frantically waving his hands in an exaggerated copy of what I do to cool off his food)

We did it for every page and Mizz was unrelenting about pointing out all the fires on each page and informing us about their fiery hotness. I realize this telling of the story probably does not capture all of the cuteness and hilarity of the situation, but trust me, it was adorable and hilarious.