Fame

"Mom, am I famous?" my six-year-old son asked.

"No, not yet, but maybe someday you will be," I replied. "Why do you ask?"

"Because I'm on TV," he said pointing at a store monitor.

He did a little robot dance which we viewed on the screen.

I chuckled. "What do you think you'd be famous for?"

He thought for a moment. "For blocking toilets more than anyone else in the history of the world."