"Sweetie, I'm afraid that you're going to fall. Would you mind getting down?"
"I'm okay Mommy. I'm balancing. With my arms, see? And my ears too."
(Okay smartie pants, let's see how much of that you even understand.)
"Your ears, huh? How does that work? Your ears don't look like they're doing anything. They're not wiggling."
"No Mommy! The ears inside, in my head. You can't see them!"