This really cracked me up.  We were visiting Grandma’s house in Green Bay, and out of the clear blue, Fritz says “Grandma’s house is comfortable.”  Each syllable of the word com-fort-able is drawn out very slowly.  (I’m continually impressed by his growing vocabulary.)  “Oh really,” I asked, “How’s that?”  He said “Comfortable.  To eat, sleep and play.”  That about sums things up for him.