We were having plums for lunch, so it was perfectly reasonable that Tirzah Mae started to chant “More nectarines!”
I gave her a slice of plum. “Here is some plum.”
Then Louis began the chant. “More Macarena!”
I sighed. “Yes, you can have more plums.”
And then Tirzah Mae began again. “More macaroni and cheese.”
I give up. The silliness index is off the charts.