As we're getting buckled into the car, my 4-year-old keeps asking me some gibberish from the backseat. After about thirty thousand iterations of me asking "What?!" and him saying "What's a Chester's Taint?" I realize he is actually asking "What is a chest restraint?"
Littlest has a counting book. By now we've read it so much that I just say the number, and he fills in the rest. I say, "One..." and he goes, "cute tiger cub!" And so on. I die laughing every time we get to the page with seven penguins and I say "Seven..." and he says, "Pengins of Mad-gas-car!" I promise he's never even seen the movie!
And one of my favorites from my precocious big boy. When when I showed him my new chair and asked him what he thought he said, "Mommy, I think it looks splendid! Just splendid!" Sweet thing.

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