When my cousin was two, her mom got pregnant again. One day she went to hug her mom’s belly and said, “Little brother sick”. A few days later she had a miscarriage.
My 6-year-old daughter was in the passenger seat a few days ago and looked at me and said, “Dad, when I’m seven I’m going to kill you. No wait, when I’m eight.” I asked, “How are you going to do that?” She smiled and said, “I’m gonna drive over your head with this car.”