Last night, as I'm running the bath for the girls (yes, they bathe together now):
"Mommy, I picked out my clothes for tomorrow!"
"Good job. I like how well they match."
"I picked sparkawy pants and a sparkawy shirt."
"You like sparkles, huh?"
"Yes! And stars! But I don't...um...maybe when I'm bigger...when I'm older...Maybe then I'll like the Cheshire Cat... Did you know he takes his head off?"
I think it bears mentioning that Z hasn't watched Alice in Wonderland for at least four months.