mama (as she's wiping koa's face): you got pizza all over your face!
koa: even on my brain?!
mama: well, your brain is on the inside, so we can't get pizza on your brain, but it is on your forehead.
koa: let's call it a fivehead since i'm five now.
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I love little kid logic...it really does make sense!
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