Me: Winton, what shorts are you going to wear? Grey ones or chocolate-coloured ones?
W: Chocolate shorts!
Clara: OH, chocolate shorts! I'm going to eat them up! Nyum Nyum!
W [crying]: No, Clara! No! Don't eat it!
C [growling]: Nyam! Nyum! RrrNyam!
W [wailing]: Mummy, tell Clara STOP IT. She's eating my head!