Weston: I love rocks.
Me: Yes, I know you do!
Weston: I love rocks AND I love for you to pick me up. Those are my deals.
Me: Your...what?
Weston: My deals. My DEALS. So pick me up...deal?
(Where did this come from?)
Luke: That was a hammer bird!
Me: What's a hammer bird?
Luke: It's a bird that carries a hammer around.
Me: Really? I didn't see that bird carrying a hammer.
Luke: Just because you didn't see it, doesn't mean it didn't happen.
(Philosophy, as thought up by a four-year-old.)
Me: Yes, I know you do!
Weston: I love rocks AND I love for you to pick me up. Those are my deals.
Me: Your...what?
Weston: My deals. My DEALS. So pick me up...deal?
(Where did this come from?)
Luke: That was a hammer bird!
Me: What's a hammer bird?
Luke: It's a bird that carries a hammer around.
Me: Really? I didn't see that bird carrying a hammer.
Luke: Just because you didn't see it, doesn't mean it didn't happen.
(Philosophy, as thought up by a four-year-old.)