Who is this child?

My son says things that make me wonder who he is.   

Today, I was fixing breakfast, and Kai looked at me and said, "Mommy, are you frustrated?"  I said, in surprise,"No, I don't feel frustrated.  Why?"
"Because you look frustrated.  Tell me all about your dreams last night."  Jung, anyone? 

Later on, after watching "Green Eggs and Ham" on the computer Kai said, "If I were Sam, I'd let him be.  He doesn't care.  He just keeps pushing him to try the eggs.  It's so mean." 

The other day, Kai and Mabo were playing badminton, one of their favorite pastimes. Recently, Mabo bought him a child-sized racquet with a Winnie the Pooh motif, and it is a much prized possession.  Well, he was upset at Mabo and hit him repeatedly with the badminton racquet. Mabo told him that he didn't deserve a racquet since he used it as a weapon, and Kai should give it away to some other child who can follow the rules and use it appropriately.  After considering that for a while, Kai said, " You know Daddy, you're right.  I don't deserve this. We should give it away.  Where's the wrapping paper?"  Since when does a 5 year old conclude he should give his prized toys away to more deserving children? 

One of my favorites was a few months ago, when he looked at me and said, apropos of nothing (that I could tell) " You know Mommy, love IS what it's all about!"

A few weekends ago, I was having a really rough time with my morning sickness and was lounging in bed, the only place in my whole apartment that doesn't smell awful from my neighbor's cooking. Kai walked up to me and stroked my face and said, " You just stay there and sleep  make a strong healthy baby.  I'll go play by myself for a little while." And he did....for two hours!   

He says these kinds of thing so often I sometimes forget he's five.  It's like he is channeling an adult's mind sometimes. And then he laughs at fart jokes, or whines about eating his veggies, and I remember, oh yeah,  he's five. But most of the time I am just blown away by the things he comes out with and I wonder, "Who is this child?"