Anyone with a small child finds themselves making a lot of animal noises. “What does a dog say? Woof. Woof.” That sort of thing.
The boy is quite happy with that. But he’s not so keen on random animal noises.
“Meow. Meow.” I said one day.
They boy became quite annoyed. “You not a cat. You mommy.”
Like wiggling a loose tooth, I now find I can’t resist. “Meow,” I say. Often, but at (hopefully) random, unpredictable intervals.
He responds. “Fancy is a cat. You Ingrid. You not say meow.”