My city boy

Charlie (walking down our block with me pointing up at the top of a building): Does that ever go anywhere?
Me: Does what ever go anywhere?
Charlie: That rocket ship.
Me (takes me a few seconds to figure out what he's talking about): Sadly - no, Charlie. That's a water-tank.

Max re: school

Max: "school's really good because you learn a lot of cool things"

King Charlie

Charlie to Jenn - when he should be asleep.

Charlie: mommy, guess what?
Jenn: what?
Charlie: I can't wait to be king!

Charlie at a good point amidst a string of "Terrible THREEs" tantrums

Talking on a fake cell phone:
"Hello, Santa?  It's me, Charlie.  I'm being a good big boy"

New grammar rules?

Almost 3-year old Charlie: I don't like it when you "upside down" me!
Me: I didn't know "upside down" was a verb.
Charlie: Verb, verb, verb, verb, verb.
Me: Charlie, do you even know what a verb is?
Charlie: Yes, it's a belly button.

Max in the car (after being praised for his good recall)

Max: I'm like the Internet - I remember everything.

Max as we travel up 8th Avenue, home from Penn Station

"What does B-A-R spell?"