Conversation while driving home.
Me: "Did you know that Megan lives in an apartment?"
Little Boy: "Yeah, she told me."
Me: "Which one is it, the yellow one or the white one?"
Little Boy: "The white one. She told me."
Little Boy: "I don't know which one that is, though."
Me: "I'll show you. We're going to pass it in a minute."
Upon passing the house/apartment...
Me: "There it is."
Little Boy: "Right there?"
Little Boy: "Oh wow. She really has done very well for herself."
If I could bottle him and take him out on bad days, I really would.