If You Can't Fix It, Burn It?

C: Bye bye Mom! I'll see you when I'm big and tall!

C: Look at me, Mom!  I'm too tall to be a good hider!

C: Let's get out and fix the oil.

C: I'm gonna set it on fire! 
Me: I hope not!
C: Here Mom, hold my charging stick!

C: I hear a train!  It's a big, long one and it's going to Snohomish!

Me: You okay, buddy?
C: I just fall down and don't need any help.

And then he came in with a mouthful of sand...
C: I ate sand.
Me: I see that.  Go rinse your mouth out.

Sigh.

C: Look Mom, I found magic!