Jack (snuggling up at 6:30 AM): Momma, your pillow smells like cheese. Smell it!
Madeline: Dude, your hair smells funky. Like lakewater and. . . ew, cheese! Stop making my pillow smell! (Remembers that normal vacationing people are not awake this early) Um, Jefferson’s sleeping, baby. Hush, now.
Jack: Jefferson is stinky! (raises own arm and points underneath) From here!
Madeline: I know! I’m stinky there, too. I like it!
Jack: Do you want to eat it?
Madeline: Yeah, man, like in a sandwich. Like cheese.
