Anklebiter # 1: Mama, you know what? I’m paranoid.
Brief pause while I wonder how to respond.
Anklebiter # 1: I know what paranoid means.
Me: Really? What?
Anklebiter: Well, it’s when you’re really annoyed with your parents.
Anklebiter: I’m paranoid quite a lot.
Does that mean I’m going to be kiddanoid when they’re teenagers then?