Get it?

Cordon was downstairs playing legos when he came up and

fired three questions at me.

Cordon: Mom, will you put my lego guys arm back on?

Me: Sure. Here you go.

Cordon: Mom, how old will you be when I am 38?

Me: 66

Cordon: Mom, what does a whales pee pee look like?

Me: I don't know. Good question.

Cordon: Oh.

Then he runs back downstairs while calling out "I love you mom" over his shoulder.

I could have wasted a lot of time trying to tie together his thought processes but it would have been in vain. This is typical Cordon and not much around our house makes sense anyway.