Cutlery

I went to pick up my eldest, Marcus, from pre-school, and when I entered the room, he was sitting underneath a table playing "Indians" with his good friend Christian (who obviously was the Chief).
Christian grabbed a small wooden stick lying on the floor and whispered loudly: "I have a knife!"
Marcus looked at him for a very long moment, as if not knowing quite how to respond", and then he slowly picked another small wooden stick, and said: "I have a fork!"
I managed to keep a straight face......for about 25 seconds!