Me: Are you still hungry?
Toast: nom nom nom (eating chicken) I WANT CHEESE.
Me: Is your chicken gone (I've given up on the Broccoli that's on his plate, that's clearly a lost cause)
Toast: I want cheese please.
Me: I asked you if your chicken was gone
Toast: And I said I wanted cheese.
me: Do you know where ambulances take people?
Toast: To their houses?
Me: no, to the hospital to get better. Do you know what else people go to the hospital for? To have babies!
Toast: I want to go meet the baby!
Me: We'll have to ask if they let big brothers visit. Sometimes they do.
Toast: I'll drive my garbage truck there.
There was a long discussion about purchasing a Garbage truck, who would be able to drive it, and where we would take it. Toast is insisting that since I can drive my car (a Honda Civic) that I can drive a Garbage Truck too. And he'll take it to the park.
I LOVE the way the two year old mind works. Always keeps me on my feet.