Troy: “I don’t like blueberries, I like strawberries. A strawberry is a monster with spikes. He has great big pointy spikes that are going to poke you in the stomach. He’s going to stick you until you’re dead. Then, you’re going to fight the strawberry monster.”
Me: “How, I’m dead?”
Troy: “You’re going to turn into two monsters and fight the strawberry monster and kill it. You’re going to be a blueberry monster with a hula hoop.”
Me: “So, I’m going to be a blueberry fighting a strawberry?”
Troy: “That’s right! You’re a monster blueberry, dada.”
Me: “How can I fight the monster strawberry if he has spikes?”
Troy: “With your hula hoop, of course!”
Me:
“Of course, silly me.”
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