Filling out a family tree.
Me: What's your Mama's name?
Ezra: ...Mama.
Me: What do other people call her? What do I call Mama?
Ezra: Dr. Livingston.

On the way to preschool, Ezra told me, "Nolan doesn't come to preschool. He has spots on his body." I asked who told him this, and he said the teacher did. I explained about chicken pox and said that might be what he had, and Ezra said, "He has spots on his body from yogurt." "From yogurt? Why doesn't he just wipe them off?" "I don't know." So we got to preschool and I asked the teacher, "Fact or fiction--Nolan can't come to school because he has spots on his body. Does he have chicken pox?" She looked surprised and said that Ezra must have overheard her talking to Nolan's mom about some spots in his mouth and how they thought he might have a dairy allergy. Also, unrelated, he had a virus and was home from school.

Ezra was really upset during our picnic and wanted to leave right away for the balloon festival. George tried to distract him by pointing out an airplane in the distance.
Ezra (crying): Weeelll, that is something kind of cool, but it's time to go to the hot air balloon festival.

On the way to Charlotte.
Ezra: Mommy, Mommy, you know what? You're going the right way!

Ezra: Mama, if you want to sleep with me, you have to finish your carrots.

Ezra: Last time, you and Mama and Jude went to the top of the mountain, and I stayed here with Granny 'cause I didn't want to go.
Me: When you were a baby, Jude wasn't around yet.
Ezra: Why?
Me: He was just born last year, remember?
Ezra: Yeah, I realize that.

Me: Time to brush your teeth and go to bed.
Ezra: Can I have a muffin first?
Me: Okay, you can have a muffin.
...
Me: All done? Let's brush your teeth.
Ezra: Mommy, after we brush my teeth, I want a snack.
Me: A snack? You just had a muffin.
Ezra: That wasn't a snack, that was 'ssert.
[dessert]

On a toy phone.
Ezra: Hello, this is Ezra! Whobody is talking to Ezra on the phone?