asher: mom? is it summer now?
me: yeah, pretty much.
asher: ok, good. now it's time for us to gather up stuff and start burying it in the house for winter.
asher: *he enunciates and speaks louder* IT'S TIME TO BURY STUFF IN THE HOUSE, MOM. LIKE SQUIRRELS. FOR WINTER. *he sighs*
excuse me, sir. i was not aware that our family had adopted the foraging habits of squirrels.