“Mum?” said Raines.

“Yes, honey?”

“I’m hunn-gry.”

“Why don’t you have some fruit?”

Raines makes a face.

“Muumm…I’m HUNN-gry!”

“Honey, if you are hungry, have some fruit, or I can make you a bowl of cereal.  Would you like some Shredded Wheat?”

Scowly silence ensues.  He tries again.

“Mum?”

“Yes honey?”

“I’m HUNNNNN-GRY!!”

Sigh.

“Raines,” I begin.  “If you are hungr–”  He interuppts, with a very serious face:  “No, Mum.  I chocolate hunn-gry“.

Oh.  Silly me.