Last night I gave Nick a book to read, and as he was going through the pages, he stopped, looked at me and said:
"Mom, I need some ambiance to read properly. Can you turn on the ambiance for me please?"
Huh? What four year old asks that?
Later that night the boys were watching the movie Madagascar. And then I heard it. The animals were trying to sleep and one of them yelled "someone forgot to turn off the ambiance again" (of course meaning the jungle noises that they piped into the NY City Zoo). So Nicholas thought that "ambiance" was a fancy word for light. Too cute.