"Who is God's mama? Who is God's daddy?"
"What makes our car go?"
"Does God cry when He falls down?"
As I was complaining about how long a stoplight was taking to change: "Be patient, Mommy. It's gonna turn green in a minute."
"Is double two?" (I confirmed.) "I'm gonna be triple on my birthday!"
As I was singing "Mama Said There'd Be Days Like This": "There's a song about you?"
When I asked if she wanted a ceiling fan in her new bedroom: "No. I want a chandelier."
As I took a right on red: "Red light! STOP!"
Out of the blue, mid-stanza, as we sang "My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean": "Mom, I don't like potatoes."