The scene: we are sitting at the table for breakfast and Man Cub D has just finished off the last of the blueberries.
Me: There’s no more left.
D *thinking I misunderstood*: Another?
Me: They’re all gone.
D *why does she not understand?*: Another!
Me: We don’t have anymore. All gone!
D *she’s hiding them from me*: ANOTHER!
Me: You can’t have another because they are all gone.
D: Another! Another! Another!
Me: Well this conversation is fruitless… *ba dum chhhhh*
Join us later today for a repeat of this conversation when D finishes off the last banana.