...I had today with my 3-year-old daughter, who is home with pink eye:
Conversation #1 - Of toys and crabs
HER: "...And toys that hurt you are not toys."
ME: "No, they're not."
HER: "And crabs that pinch you are not toys."
ME: "No, those are real crabs."
Conversation #2 - As I was trying to slip out the door to get some work done while her mother watched her
ME: "I'll be back by dinnertime."
HER: <running into the room> "I didn't hear you."
ME: "What?"
HER: "I didn't hear you say you'll be back by dinner."
ME: "How'd you know I said it then?"
HER: <singing, while running out of the room> "Your name is dinnertiiiiiiime..."