Possibly heard in the Jubilant household recently:
Whirling Dervish (pointing to various teeth in his mouth): Mom, deese teef are my sizors. They help me chew up my food. But, I was wonderin', what size ARE dey?"
The Affectionate One (wielding a wand): Mama, look at me! I say, "Abra Dabra!" 'cause I'm a addition!