"Am I daft?"

Me: "You're creative, Simon."
Simon: "Oh, shocks."
Me: "Shocks?"
Simon: "I said "oh, shocks" 'cause I'm embarrassed."
Me: "Do you mean 'oh, shucks'?"
Simon: "No. That's silly."

Simon: "I'm not quite sure what color I need to wear. Can you go take a look-see in my room? I want to look spiffy, like a superhero."

Simon: "Am I daft? Or just dazed?"
He knows the meaning of the word "dazed", but I have no idea where he heard "daft".

Simon said, "I'm confused about why you're old. You're even eight!"
Me: "Actually, I'm twenty nine."
Simon (whispering to his toy Batman car): "She's twenty nine! Can you believe it?!?"