On the way home from dinner we were talking about my inflatable monkey (George). The conversation went like:
Me: My monkey needs an ambulance.
Mommy: What does an ambulance do?
Me: Takes you to the X-ray place. The place with all the pictures of the beautiful bones. (beautiful pronounced: beeeeeeuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutiful)
Mommy & Daddy: Laughter & Smiles.