head scratchers

Jared: "Are you wishing about chocolate?"
Me: "Um... no."
Jared: "Oh. I thought you were."

The real amusement behind the above one is that at the time he asked the question, he was sitting on the toilet trying to poop and we were in a different room; I assume he couldn't have heard us making any sound.

There was also:

Jared: "Mommy, do you like doggies?"
Me: "Yes."
Jared: "Good, because I'm going to be a doggy when I grow up."