My little one had an apple with his school lunch the other day. Under normal circumstances, when he eats an apple, it's been peeled and sliced by Momma, but this wasn't the case at school, he had a whole apple.
He must have been amazed by this, because he brought home the little apple seeds to plant in our garden.
He started pulling them out of his pocket. One seed, two seeds, three seeds, four seeds. Then he tells me he thinks that's all of them, but reaches back into his pocket to check.
He says, "There's another one! My pocket must be magic!"
Another incident that occurred within the last couple of weeks was that he noticed a band-aid on my arm and asked me sincerely what happened. I'd had some blood work done earlier in the day and I explained to him that they had to take my blood to make sure mommy was healthy.
I guess that wasn't a very good explanation because his eyes got huge and he said in a horrified voice, "They took all your blood?!"
I just laughed and told him that yes, baby, they took all my blood. He hrrmpph'ed and told me that he still had all his blood.