Him (and his own stream of consciousness listening to music in the car): "Can we go to the party on the top of the world tonight? ... Wait, is this a true song? ... Well, maybe we could get everyone we know in the world and have a party on top of the world. ... Wait, it is a true song because after we die we'll go to the top of the world!"
Me (singing in the car): "Should I join a band?"
Him: "Mommies can't be in bands."
Me: "They can if they want to."
Him: "Well they can't be on the Foo Fighter team. Mommies sing soft songs."
Me (leveling with him in Time Out): "What's gotten into you?"
Him: "Reid's mind."