Blue: Mama, what do horses eat?
Blue: Hay? Hey is talking.
Me: No, not hey. Straw. They eat straw.
Blue: Straw? Straws are drinking.
Me: No. (Seeing this conversation is going nowhere fast, I pull up a picture on my phone to show him what I mean.)
Blue: Mom, you silly! Horses eat gwass! They not eat talking and drinking.
Me: You’re so smart bud…