Flute

Sam had a great music teacher this year and has been really into playing instruments and singing and music since the fall.  At the end of the school year, his teacher gave each of the toddlers a CD with recordings of songs that they sang on it.   (Complete with moments such as, "no Santi, we use our hands to clap, not our heads, then we don't hurt our heads." and "Sam.  Sam, return to the circle please.")
This has become our regular soundtrack in the car, not my first choice of music, but it keeps him quiet and occupied.  From this teacher, Sam also discovered the flute.  Now, he carries a green Starbucks straw around with him, so that he can accompany the music by humming along with his flute.  There are probably 8 "flutes" in my car and more in the house.

Recently we were taking a break from the CD.  Sadly, it was misplaced for a short period of time, so we were listening to some classical music on the radio (I discovered that it calms him down).  Sam was listening intently and there was an orchestra playing.
"Mom," he interrupted.
"Yes?"
"Why doesn't my flute make those sounds?"
"The orchestra sounds?"
"The nice music."
"That's an orchestra.  It's a lot of instruments together."
"They're not in my flute."
"In your flute?"
"Those sounds don't come out from inside my flute.  They're not in there."
"No, they're not.  It's a lot of different instruments, a violin, a flute, um, a cello, a viola, things like that."
"My flute needs those instruments.   I think it's broken."
Mental note to show him an orchestra online.
"It's not broken it's just one instrument playing by itself."
"Oh."
In the rearview mirror I spot some kind of maneuver going on with the flute.
"Mom."
"Yes, Sam."
"I'm charging my flute.  When it's all done on the charger it will play better."
"Ah.  I see."
Show him an orchestra and how the instruments are not electronics?