Ian: Mommy, I want to do my letters. How about H.
Mommy: (sounding out the letter) H… H… Hat. H… H… Hot. What else has “h?”
Ian: Cough.
Mommy: Uh… well, yes, that’s true…

During a storm at midnight…
Ian: Mommy, that was Rama and Raba Thunder. There’s Daddy Thunder.
(a particularly loud thunderclap.)
Mommy: Oooh, who was that one?
Ian: That’s Aisling thunder. (shouts) Hi Aisling!
(another thunderclap)
Mommy: And who’s that one?
Ian: That was Aisling talking back to Ian. (pats his belly) She is saying hi to ME!