Children are adorable. This isn’t a fact up for dispute.

For instance, my two year old cousin, Isaac, and I were visiting my grandmother’s farm a few months ago. We walked into the tomato garden, and Isaac’s mother was babbling about how much the kid loved tomatoes. He picked one up off the ground and walked over to me.

“That’s a tomato! You like tomatoes, don’t you Isaac?” I said, using that voice grown people so often use around little kids.

“Mmmhmm,” he nodded. “But, um, Raerae?”

“Yeah, kiddo?”

“Where’s the stickers?”