Xanderism: bread

Riding home from Great Harvest Breads, eating our complimentary slices; mine with honey, his with butter.

X: "Mommy, yours has honey and mine has butter! I like honey:)!"

M: "I like honey too. I also like butter! But do you know why I like honey? It's because you're my honey!"

X: "Yeah, and Mommy?! You're my butter!"