Me: How are your beets, Imogen?
Imogen: These are not beets, Mummy.
Me: Oh? What are they then?
Imogen: I like to call them hot male sugary marshmallows.
Here, I smiled, I thought discretely, trying to stifle my laughter.
Imogen: Mummy, are you giving me your happy face because you like them too? You just can't resist hot male sugary marshmallow beets, Mummy!