Nathan (our nephew, age 3) *looking down into the big bowl of cherries that he had just plopped a few into from his belly-hugging perch halfway up the dwarf tree *:

“I’m gonna make a NICE apple pie for dinner!”

Autumn (4 years old):

“I’m glad that Heavenly Father gave me arms to reach for cherries… and fingers to pick cherries and pull them off. … And I’m glad that Heavenly Father made fingers for nail polish.”