From the mouths of babes....

...and, it seems, children in general.

So, Rosie and I are chatting while Flo pulls herself together after her nap. Then....

Ez : Ben, can I ask you a question?
Me : Sure thing.
Ez : What's knowledge?
Me : [stunned silence]

Then this morning I dropped a baking sheet which made a kind of crashing, rumbling noise on the wooden floor.

Flo : [running in to kitchen] Bunder storm?....Oh. It's daddy [hops (?) out of room shouting] Pirates Daddy Pirates!