In my bed, first thing in the morning.
Rooby: You know what? My tummy is very hungry.
Me: What’s it so hungry for?
Rooby: Oatmeal. And you know what else?
Rooby: Also, my tummy kind of hurts.
Me: Hurts how?
Rooby: Hurts from being so hungry, because you don’t give me enough food.
Me: Well, that’s funny, because we feed you all day long.
Rooby: But you did not feed me all night.
Me: In the middle of the night?
Rooby: Yes. Someone should bring me bread in case I am hungry in the night.
Me: But what if we’re all sleeping?
Rooby: Well, someone in our family should be a baker.