So I told him I was going to make him bacon & eggs for breakfast. 15 minutes later, I back to the bedroom and told him it's bacon & cheese instead because I can't find the eggs and that I think the chickens flew in through our windows in the the middle of the night and collected their eggs.
The almost 5 year old said, "No. The eggs finished already lar!" "Chickens live in cages, the hole in the cage too small. They cannot come out. Only the eggs can come out into the packaging."
*sigh*... all grown up. No fun anymore!
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