My oldest daughter is an enigma. Sometimes she's all "like, you know" and "OMG" (the G being gosh in our house). Then there are times when you would think she's a Mensa candidate in a little kid body. She sometimes talks like she can't imagine what it would be like to only be a 9 year old girl.
So, for some reason unbeknownst to me, my kids claimed they didn't know what a stick of butter was. Granted, for table butter, we usually go with the tub and I reserve the sticks for cooking, but still. So I was trying to describe to them what a stick was vs. the tub, when my oldest exclaims in sudden understanding, "oh, you mean it's a rectangular prism!"
Yes. That's what I meant.