That Doesn't Even Make Sense!

Between daycare, preschool, home, family, and the television, Gavin picks up a lot of new words and sayings.  Sometimes they're cute ("To infinity and beyond!"), sometimes they're irritating ("Trick or treat, smell my feet, . . ."), and sometimes they're inappropriate ("Oh, shit!" I have no idea where he heard this one.  I'm guessing he just picked it up when we were out in public . . . not buying it, huh?).  When he hears a word or phrase he likes, I hear it about 100 times a day (i.e. "That's what I'm talking about!").  Occasionally, however, he picks up phrases and doesn't quite get when or how to use them.

Recently, we've had a lot of conversations that go a little like this:

Me: Gavin, you need to sit down and eat.
Gavin:  How many more bites?
Me:  You need to eat three bites of everything.
Gavin:  That doesn't even make sense.
Me:  Yes, it does make sense.  You need to eat three bites of your chicken, three bites of your macaroni, and three bites of applesauce.
Gavin:  That doesn't even make SENSE!
Me:  Yes, it does.
Gavin: No, it doesn't make sense.

Alright, kid, clearly you heard that somewhere, and you don't understand what it means. 

Not even five minutes later:
Me: Okay, pick up your toys and then get in the bath.
Gavin: That doesn't even make sense.
Me: You don't make sense.
Gavin:  That doesn't even make sense!

Just get in the tub.

Hopefully it's a saying he tires of quickly because I'm tired of hearing it.  Although, I will admit that it's better than hearing him sing, "Bow-chicka-wow-wow; bow-wow-chicka-wow."  I guess I should inquire about whether or not they're showing porn at daycare these days . . .