O: That bike went through a red light!

R: That was not cool.

Me: I know, guys. It’s alright.

O: NO. LAURA. THERE SHOULD BE A LAW AGAINST IT.

Laura: Well, there is a law.

O: So he goes to jail?

Laura: Well, no. If no one sees him break the law, he doesn’t get in trouble. WHICH IS NO REASON TO BREAK LAWS.

O: So Mayor Michael Bloomberg has to catch him?

Laura: Not exactly. Police officers are the ones who notice if people break laws.

O: So if a police officer catches that bike, he goes to jail!!!

Me: Weeellll, probably not for running a red light. You just get tickets for things like that. Speeding, parking in the wrong area. You have to pamoney for those. You need to do something serious to go to jail.

Silence.

O: OHHHH RIGHT. LIKE EXPOSING YOUR PRIVATES!

Me: Um. Well. Yes.

R: LAURA DID YOU KNOW MY WINGSPAN IS GREATER THAN MY HEIGHT?!?!?!

Me: …

O: IT IS. IT’S BIGGER. WE FOUND OUT AT CAMP.

Me: Wow. I wonder if mine is. I do have long arms.

O: Louie is my friend.

Me: Awesome!

R: In first grade, he hated Louie.

O: Yes but now he is my friend.

R: He is a twin TOO! But his brother Oscar is mean.

O: Yes! Oscar is the meanest.

Me: Why?

O: He calls R stupid.

Me: WHAT.

R: Yeah, he does. He says I’m stupid all the time.

Me: WHAT?!?! THAT IS HORRIBLE.

O: Don’t worry, Laura.

R: Yeah, I always say something.

Me: You do? You tell a teacher?

R: Nope. When Oscar calls me stupid, I just say ‘Touché, Oscar, TOU-CHÉ.’

Me: …

O: R always says touché.

Me: Well done. Stick up for yourself, kid.

R: Yes. Plus also I have a big wingspan.