This is my kaleidophone
[Scene: Beth, age 4, shows me an odd arrangement of gourds and blankets]
Me: "What is this?"
Beth: "I am a magical person, and this is my kaleidophone."
Me: "What's a kaleidophone? Is that like a telephone? Or a kaleidoscope?"
Beth: "It's a thing that makes beautiful patterns of sound. Like a kaleidoscope but for hearing."
Me: "That's pretty cool."
Beth: "It also shoots bullets. It's the deadliest weapon that the good fairies use against the bad fairies. So look out!"
"I don’t want this! The smell is broken!"

— A visiting 3-year-old boy, who had left his favorite blankie at home and was offered a substitute