Simon: dad, dad,dad, is that a sandwich?
Simon: with lettuces, mustard, cheeses, two May toes, and deli sliced ham?
Ethan: Uhm, maybe.
Simon: I too enjoy those things…
I mean, I really wish I had a sandwich.
(Five minutes later)
Ethan: Simon, where’s your brother Francis? Francis? !? Dang. Help me find him…
Simon: Uhm What? How do I do that? He’s not here.
Ethan: your nose!
Simon: dad, don’t be a dumb dumb, I can’t find Francis with my nose! That’s just silly.
Ethan: ok, sure, you can’t count either, but you know when I have three crackers left…
Regarding Samuel 