It's ten o'clock at night, and I'm shuffling around picking up the last odds and ends before bed.
"In three years, I mate," says Sam, age five.
Seda thinks to herself that she should be concerned by this statement, but is too tired to remember why.
"You mate?" I ask. I am trying not to make assumptions. Perplexed.
"I mate!" he says emphatically. I shake my head.
"What do you mean when you say 'mate?'" I ask. I would like him to lead this discussion.
"No!" he says. "In three years, I'M EIGHT!"
Oh.
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