(while trying to talk to my daughter about a baseball game we're watching, she suddenly realizes...)
six-year-old daughter:  It's not ant season anymore!  HOORAY!!!

six-year-old daughter: What's beaver schnitzel?

(while watching an episode of Magic School Bus about the digestive system)
six-year-old daughter: this reminds me--I'm hungry.

five-year-old daughter:  If I was in that show, I'd show those stupid bad guys who's boss!
Mama:  Is it you?  Are you the boss?
five-year-old daughter:  No, they are.
Mama:  ...wait, the bad guys are the boss?
five-year-old daughter:  Yeah, sometimes the stupid bad guys get to be in charge.

(It's early in the morning, and I'm ready for the day and packing my kids' school lunches.  My daughter shuffles into the kitchen, stares at me for a second, and then...)

six-year-old daughter:  That's right, Mom, you WEAR those yoga pants!