Jonas: “Mama, when can we go apple picking again in the forest?”

Me: “Oh, not until next fall, honey. We have to wait for the apples are ready to be picked.”

Jonas: “Yep. We can go strawberry picking because I love strawberries.”

Adrian: “Yeah, and I will pick all the strawberries and eat all of them myself.”

Jonas: “What about your family? You should pick some strawberries for your grandma and grandpa and your mom.”

Adrian: “Oh. Yeah, I’ll bring one for my grandma, one for my grandpa, one for my mom and one for my dad.”

Jonas: “What about your cousins?”

Adrian: “Yeah, them too. Except I don’t like one of my cousins. I only like two.”

Jonas: “Who don’t you like?”

Adrian: “No, I have three cousins and I like two of them, but not the other one.”

Jonas: “But which one don’t you like? What’s there name?”

Adrian: “Jacob.”

Me: “What?! You love Jacob! Did you get in an argument?”

Adrian: “Yeah. He makes me do stuff all the time, every day of my life, and I’m sick of it!”

Me: “Oh. Like what kind of stuff does he tell you to do?”

Adrian: “I don’t know. Everything. And I’m sick of it.”

Me: “Oh.”

Jonas: “Did you smash him with a sword?”

Adrian: “No, but that’s a good idea.”