I was with my eldest son one day, driving around town in my old Toyota pickup, when Lawrence was around 5 years old.
The Toyota ran like a top but the glove compartment latch had been broken for some time, and, rather than fix it, I relied on good ol' duct tape to keep it closed. I could open and close it a few times with the same piece of tape, but after a while I put a new piece of tape in a different location.
My son, being quite observant, asked me about the new piece of tape. I told him, " I had to get in there for something".
There was a pause. . . and then Lawrence said, "You couldn't fit in there!"