At work. Three-year-old J is painting a stone block for an art project. When he finishes, he puts his brush in the sink, then sits back down at the painting table. He looks at me and asks, "Can I sit here and watch this paint dry?"
Me: "Oh, yeah, let the good times roll, buddy."
My co-teacher remarked to the class in general, "I picked blueberries this weekend."
Six-year-old S: "Really? I fell on a strawberry once."
That's Zen, man.