Kid came home from kindergarten to find me sitting on the stairs chowing down my mid afternoon breakfast of rice crispies. After our pleasantries of hanging out whilst she showed off her goodies from her take home folder and caught me up on the latest juicy kindergartner gossip involving so and so doing whatever with the whatsit and so on and so forth she determined she wanted a snack. The following conversation went as followed:
Kid: I want a snack.
Kid: No... Snack. Sssnnnn-ack.
Kid: Snnnn-aaaaa-ck. I want a snack. A fruit roll!
Me: An apple?
Kid: Noooo a fruit roll, not an apple.
Me: Apples roll.
Kid: No they don't. I want a fruit roll.
Me: (Gets up, grabs an apple, and rolls it across the ground over to her.)
Me: There. It rolled.
Suffice to say, Bratling enjoyed her apple afterwards.