Lions Don't Have Wheels

I was putting Scotty to bed the other night and he noticed his stuffed lion sitting on the top shelf in his closet. Here is the conversation that took place between us:

S: I don't want my lion to come out and bite me.

D: The lion won't bite you. He's just a toy. Toys can't move.

S: Yeah, he's just a toy. He can't move. [pause] Some toy cars can move.

D: That's right. Cars can move, but that's because... they have wheels.

S: Uh-huh. Lions don't have wheels, so they can't move. The lion can't come bite me.

D: Uhh, right. You have nothing to worry about. Good night.

S: Good night, daddy.

If that logic works for him. That's great. Of course, if toy lions could figure out how to drive toy cars, then he could be in trouble. Fortunately, Simba and Lightning McQueen rarely move in the same social circles.