RJ: (pointing to his foot) Cheese? Cheese…
Dad: Really?
RJ: (nodding) Cheese, cheese, cheese.
Dad: So is there something I can do to help?
RJ: (nodding) Cheese!!!!
Dad: I don’t understand… We need to find another way to communicate.
RJ: (holding up an Angry Bird) Hey! I can tell you. He’s got a mosquito bite on his foot! It’s craaaazy itchy!
(after not seeing the kids for a couple of days)
LR: (GIANT HUG) DADDY!!!!
LR: …Want to count my mosquito bites with me?
(walking back to the house)
RJ: Aaaarrrrrrrgggghh. Mozzies! I can’t stand mozzies!
Dad: I know, they’re terrible. What don’t you like about them?
RJ: After they bite me, I get so … aaaaaaaarrrrrrgggghhhh… itchy!
Dad: I’ll see if we can get some cream on that after we get inside.
RJ: Thanks.
Dad: So, can you think of a way to stop getting bitten so much?
RJ: Umm… Yes! I wish I could turn into a mosquito, then I’d be safe!
