I was standing in the kitchen serving the kid’s breakfast with my eyes tearing up from the hay fever. Cherise looked at me sympathetically and asked if I’m ok. I smiled and told her it’s just that I’m allergic.
Not wanting to get into spring time pollination first thing in the morning, I just said, “To the seeds”
She looked down at her apple crumble with a puzzled look on her face and says, “But Mommy, we’re not eating the seeds!”