Wings?

Last night, while you were taking a bath, you were lying on your belly with your head out of the water sloshing back and forth when you announced, "I can't get up."
Mommy: you can't get up?
You: No.
M: Why not?
Y: I don't have my wings.
M: Wings? I didn't know you had wings.
Y: Yeah, I lost dem.
M: Where did they go?
Y: Daddy take dem.
M: Well, we will ask Daddy for them when he gets home (he was at a soccer game). I didn't know you had wings.
Y: Yeth, Mommy, member? At [mumble something I can't understand].
M: At where? Take your binky out so I can understand you.
Y: [Blop goes the binky]. Member at Grantie Sue's?
M: Grantie Sue's?
Y: Yeth, when I would fly over Bobby and Rilyn?
M: [with a shocked look on my face because it can't really be that you remember me holding you flying over Bobby and Rilyn, and counters and couches, etc at Grantie Sue's when you were only 1 year old]
Yes, I remember when I would fly you over Bobby and Rilyn at Grantie Sue's.
Y: Yeah...and I had wings when I fly over Bobby and Riyln and tings at Grantie Sue's.
M: Oh, well we will definitely need to get those back.
Y: Yes, we will.
M: So, in the meantime, can you use your legs to get out of the bathtub?
Y: [enthusiastically] Oh...yeth, I can.
M: Whew!

Several times, when I would pick you up from Grantie Sue's after work, I would hold you in my arms in a Superman hold and "fly" you around Grantie Sue's. You loved it. And, apparently, at 2 1/2, you still remember it from when you were only one. You are amazing!