Connor, singing while we drove past a McDonald's after earlier driving through dog poo: There's dog poo everywhere, there's McDonalds everywhere. Since then he has added: There's fire hydrants everywhere, and (after a severe storm here): There are branches everywhere.
Eoin announced he was off on holiday to Mongolia on his way to bed tonight. Then he decided the rest of us should come too. Connor: I can't come with you because I'm eating my cheerios. Eoin: Your cheerios can come with you on vacation.
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