As spoken by my child, age five:
Me: What would you like for breakfast this morning?
Miles: Graham crackers and a cut up apple, Momma.
Lola: I'm starbin', Momma, I'm starrrrrbin'.
Me: OK. Well I'll go fix you a nice breakfast plate with some graham crackers and a cut up apple, then! Why don't you go get settled in your room and I'll bring it to you?
Miles: But Momma...you said...we can eat...crackers...in your bed...anytime. Like the song, remember?
Me: [laughing hysterically]