Roo (the girl, age 3.5): "Mommy, why are cherries round?"
Schmoo (the boy, age 5.5): "That's how God made them."
Roo (with great anger and indignation): "No, God didn't make them . . . they come from SEEDS!!!"
Enter Mommy who is both a bit both amused and impressed by the profound undercurrents of their exchange and who averts a crisis by being simplistic and reductionist in the face of such profundity.
Mommy: Actually, you're both right. Who wants more?