Marco: Mama... what's that? (pointing to the chair)
Me: Marco, that's a wheel chair... kinda like a stroller, but for adults.
Marco: But what's that (pointing to the man), is he sleeping?
Me: No baby, that man has a big ay-ay (ay-ay is the spanish "boo-boo") and he can't walk or run or talk and his mama has to take care of him.
Marco: Oh, Mama, he needs kisses.
He found a lime on the counter:
Marco: (yelling) Look Papai, it's an Apple-Corn!
Mauricio: No, that's a lime.
Marco: No... it's an apple-corn.
I was showing him a picture of an igloo:
Me: Do you know what this is?
Marco: Yes, a house!
Me: You're right... it's a house made of ice.
Marco: And cheese too.
We were outside playing and the wheel of his trike got stuck on the curb. He starts talking to himself:
Uh, oh no, my wheel is stuck. Uh... I can't get it. Oh, I know, maybe a Mouse-ka-tool can help!
(waits for Toodles to appear)
Hey? Where's Toodles?
HEY TOODLES, YOU COME HERE... I NEED HELP WITH MY WHEEL... COME ON, TOODLES!