"Cookies are good for me. They make me sweet."
"I can only find mix-matched socks."
And when my kids and their friends were talking about how tough their dads were, "My mommy eats raw fish and plays with swords."
Then there was the first time I took my son to the zoo when he was eleven months old. He pointed at nearly every animal, calling them "dog." When we got to the primate house, however, he was pretty sure those animals weren't dogs. "Dat?" he asked, pointing to the monkeys.
"Monkeys," I said slowly, hoping he'd learn a new word.
"Oh," he said, now convinced that they really weren't dogs. Then he pointed at them and said, "Cat!"