Recent things he has said leads me to believe this may be his future occupation.
Me: Kieran, please take your finger out of your month.
He does this, then puts another finger in.
Me: Kieran, please take your finger out of your mouth.
Kieran: It's not my finger it's my thumb.
Ken hides his laughter behind his hand.
Me: A thumb is still a finger, take it out.
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