[2yo is carrying a parcel to the post]
Me: Would you like me to pick you up?
[2yo nods. I pick her up]
Me: So I carry you, and you carry the parcel.
2yo: What in the parcel, Grandpa?
2yo: I have some?
Me: No, afraid not. We’re sending them in the post.
2yo: In the post?
Me: Yes to London. Errr. We have to send them to some people called Biscuiteers.
2yo: Not like me.
Me: What do you mean, love?
2yo: I got normal children ears.