I was reading a story the other morning, with lots of interruptions from a wiggly class, when Pumpkin interrupted me, while raising his hand (he is sort of getting the idea).
“Teacher! Teacher! I have to go save the world!”
I looked at him, nonplussed.
“I have to go! I have to go right now! I have to save the world!” He was still raising his hand, jabbing it at the sky, urgently.
I thought about how to respond. “Honey? Can we finish the story first, and then you can save the world?”
He thought about it seriously, and then agreed.
And we are all still here, so obviously, it worked.
Elbows, knees, dreams 
Are you sure the Pumpkin isn’t really Batman and he’d just spotted the Bat Signal?
Love love love this.