Strawberries!!

M: “I love strawberries.”
A: “I think I’ll plant some, then.”
M: “They grow beneath, right?”
A: “Beneath…the sky…? Yes. They. Do.”
M: “Nooooo. Beneeeeath…“

A staring at me, as though I were mentally challenged, which, perhaps, I often times appear to be.

A: “No. You’re thinking of potatoes.”
M: “Ooooooh”, while laughing hysterically and nearly falling out of my chair.
A: “You are perfect.”

I must really brush up on my farming. Because growing strawberries amounts to farming, n’est pas?