Him - Mommy?
Me - What's up?
Him - Dair a runaway truck.
Me - A runaway truck??
Him - Yes
Me - Oh no...
Him - Its OK, Mommy
Me - Its OK? Why?
Him - The horsies are getting it.
Me - The horsies are getting the runaway truck?
Him - Yes, Mommy. Dat what I say.
Me - Well, then, I won't worry.
Him - Good.
Where on earth does a two year old come up with that??