Kennedy: Whoah! That's a lot of wind! I don't want to get blowed away.
Me: Oh I don't want to get blown away, either, but I don't think the wind is strong enough.
Kennedy: It's ok if you get blowed away, though, mom. You can just walk back.
Kennedy: Mom, can I have a gorilla bar?
Me: Sure, honey. So why do you think it's called a gorilla bar?
Kennedy: Because it has chocolate chips in it.
Me: ...and do those make it look like a gorilla?
Me: Oh, I see. I actually think it's called a "granola bar" because it's made out of granola.
Kennedy: Oh. [Pause] Daddy looks like a gorilla.
Me: Kennedy, you need to finish your pasta.
Kennedy: It's not pasta!! It's MA-CA-RO-NI. You're so silly, mom.