"Mama, what do superheroes' bottoms look like?"
"I want to get a Christmas tree that goes all the way up to heaven."
When I complimented him on knowing to fold his hands and bow his head when saying the blessing or a prayer, he told me, "Yep. That's how God knows you're praying."
When I was playing a Christmas CD and a slow song came on: "Nope, not this one. That's a night-night song."