This morning over breakfast:
Makili: Mom, I just saw something fall out of the tree. I think it was an acorn.
Mom: That's a really good guess, but those trees aren't oak trees - the ones with acorns. That tree is a horse-chestnut (remember collecting them?) and the other one is a maple tree.
Makili (with the light turning on in his brain): Oh! That's the tree that grows maple syrup?
Makili (turning to look out some other windows): What about those trees over there?
Mom: That one is a maple tree too and so it that one, and the one behind it is a poplar tree.
Makili (again with lights on!): Oh that tree grows our popcorn!
Randomly while playing:
Makili: Mom, is the inside of my mouth dark?
Mom: Yeah, I guess so.
Makili: Is the inside of your mouth dark too? Can I see?
Mom: Uh, okay. (Opening mouth)
Makili: The inside of your mouth is dark just like mine and Mater's!
After school one day (the sadness and sweetness of this just breaks my heart)
Makili: Mom, some of the kids were being mean guys today at school, so I had to be a mean guy too.
Mom: What do you mean they were being mean guys?
Makili: They were talking mean and saying I couldn't play.
Mom: You know the rule at school. You can't say someone else can't play. Did you tell them that you didn't like the way they were talking.
Makili (emphatically): I don't want to be a mean guy (my heart swooning). And I don't want the other kids to be mean guys either!