It was such a lovely day that I decided to walk to Gabe’s school with the jogging stroller at the end of the day, then walk home with him. He enjoyed it, too. 
Lately, he’s been very interested in houses and the buying of such, so we discussed the houses we passed.
GABE: “Are all these houses on sale?”
ME: “No, just the ones with signs in front. But these are too expensive for us to afford.”
GABE: “We should buy $100 from the bank, and then another $100, and then another $100.”
ME: “I don’t think we’ll be able to afford these, even then.”
GABE: “Oh. But it’s still a good idea, anyway.”
ME: “What do you think of this house?”
GABE: “Oh! It’s really big! Whoa!”
ME: “It sure is! And so pretty.”
GABE: “But…maybe it’s just really big and pretty on the outside, and inside, it’s all crabby and cracky and ugly.”
ME: “Hmmm. What makes you think that?”
GABE: “I don’t think that. I’m just suggesting it.”
GABE: “I like that one! It’s got a really nice door! And look at the deer statue!” [Note: it was a plastic, tacky lawn ornament, about two feet tall.] “I would love the door, and Sam would love the statue, because he loves nature, and deers are nature! It would be perfect for us! I want to break down the door and take it now!” 
Aw, Gabe.