No, not exactly the same

Pushing Peanut on the swing at the park.

Me: Want me to do an underdog?
Peanut: No.
Me: Good. I'm too old for that. Grandma used to do underdogs when I was a kid. But to be fair, she was like, 21.
Peanut: What did Grandma look like when she was 21?
Me: Mmm...I dunno. I guess she had curly hair. Otherwise, pretty much the same.
Peanut: Even the same wrinkles?

Shouldn't that be on a shelf or in a drawer or something?

D:  What is that on your neck?
Peanut:  It's marker.
Me:  From two days ago.
D:  Come on.  Go wash it off.
Peanut:  Won't come off.  It's sharpie.
Me:  It will come off if you wash it a few times.
Peanut:  Fine.  I'll just wash it off with hand sanitizer.
Me:  You can't wash it with......(pause, as the lightbulb goes off in my head)......NO!  That's not hand sanitizer.  I mean, it's, that's, just, no.  No.
D:  What?
Me:  He was going to wash his neck with this "hand sanitizer."