DD2. 5yo. Voice like a foghorn, turned up.
Today in queue at farm shop meat counter: "Mummy, is that chicken?"
Me, absently: "no, duck."
DD, with absolute fascination, at 10 million decibels: "oooh a duck! They've killed a BABY DUCK! I can see its legs! A DEAD DUCK!!" And so forth until I sent her off to look at the chocolate coins display.
Fml... is anyone else's child like this????