On the drive home from preschool tonight...
Child: Do you want something that I made extra special just for you?
Child: Here. *pretends to hand me something* It's a waffle.
Me: *pretends it's the most delicious waffle ever* Thank you! How did you cook this?
Child: I made it in my body.
Me: O.O ... You cooked it over your warm heart?
Child: Yes. That's how I cook food. Mostly soup, sometimes waffles. *pause* But it doesn't taste like blood.
Me: Good to know