My 2-year-old Audrey has been dispensing a great deal of verbal weirdness as of late. The most recent example involved a leisurely morning drive around town with her mother.
AUDREY: Oooh, look! A bus! *pauses to think* We needa follow the bus. Go stop the bus.
ME & MOMMA: What happens when we stop the bus?
AUDREY: We gonna eat it. Gonna lick it.
US: What does the bus taste like?
AUDREY: Bus taste like banana bread.
But of course it does.