Last weekends trip to the mountains led to the following conversation, which still cracks me up.

Riffing on the Simpsons quote (because everything in our house is either a Simpsons or Scrubs quote).

Me: Leaves of three, leave them be!
Holly: Leaves of four, eat some more!

We begin to improvise…

Me: Leaves of two, make you poo!
Tori: Leaves of one…are the loneliest leaves. (looking down, sad-like)

Poor kid never had a chance.
:-)