Me: Lachy, don't open your mouth when you're eating! You're spitting your food out!
A few minutes later...
Me: Lachy, take another bite of your lunch.
Lachy: But you just told me not to open my mouth!
Me: Lachy eat up your broccoli please.
Lachy: But it is a teeny small tree. I can't eat it. It will get hurt.
The other day, I was chopping a whole chicken to stew for dinner.
Lachy: Oh no! The chicken needs to go to the hospital. It is hurt.