Mom: "Why are you out of bed, William?"
Perfectly healthy six-year-old son: "I feel like I'm going to throw up, Mom."
Mom: "If you're going to throw up, then go into the bathroom."
Mom: "Andrew, now what are you doing up?"
Perfectly healthy three-year-old boy: "I feel like I'm going to throw up too."
Mom: "It seems to be quite popular around here to pretend like you're sick just so you can get out of bed."
Perfectly healthy three-year-old revising story on the spot: "Oh, I got mixed up, Mom. Actually, I meant to say I really like seeing people throw up, so I'm going to go watch William."
Mom: "Good one, Andrew." [Mom sends two perfectly healthy boys back to bed and tries to hide smile.]
The kids are looking through a Christmas cookie cookbook, trying to decide what recipes we'll use for Christmas baking this year.
Three-year-old Andrew runs across a photo of a cut-out cookie shaped as a fleur-di-lis.
With great glee, Andrew shouts, "Look! We can make stabbing cookies!"
Apparently, the fleur de lis looked a bit sword-like to little Andrew.