(At the dinner table...)
M: You ate all of Mama's fish.  Mama's sad.
E: We go buy some more.
M: Can you go to buy some more?
E: I don't have money.
M: Who have money?
E: Mama and Daddy.
D: How do we get money?
E: At the store!

My hands are warm

M: Why are your hands so warm?
E: *points to bed* Because I slept well on my bed.
M: So Mama didn't sleep well?
E: No. That's why your hands are cold.

My hand is broken...

Convo yesterday with Daddy while playing with his toy trains:
Daddy: why don't you use your other hand to move the trains?
Evan: This hand is broken (lifts up right hand). It has no more power.