"I have uncovered one of the great unsolved mysteries of Beastie!" the husband declared, coming in from taking The Lad to the potty.*
"Remember when the umbrella bit him? ... It turns out, he meant GORILLA."
Apparently, The Lad saw a toy gorilla we have and kept saying, over and over, "umbrella, my umbrella!" The husband gave it to him and asked what it was. "UMBRELLA!" "You mean gorilla?"
"YEAH! MY UMBRELLA!"
"Is that like the gorilla that bit you in your dreams?"
"Umbrella chase me."
Things make so much more sense.
*Don't get excited. Nothing happened on the potty break. It's all propaganda and practice right now.