In the car, on the way home from dinner (our worst dining out experience yet -- an antsy 2 y.o. and a crabby 6 mo old) the Little Man starts talking to Daddy:
LM: Hey Daddy, which one you like better?
Daddy: What are my choices?
LM: The sun or the road?
Daddy: The sun. We need it to for flowers and plants to grow.
Maybe you had to be there. It really was funny. What the heck goes on in that little mind of his?