Milo: “The wind is not moving today”.

Milo copies Lilia and says: “Watch this, Lincoln.”

Linc: “Who is Lincoln?”

Milo points at me (Nicola) and says “him”

Milo is trying to pump air in the tires of his bicycle: “I need to put punk in my motorcycle.”

I take Felix’s rectal temperature. Milo says: “I want fever in my butt too.”

Milo: “Stop squishing me, Felix. Mami, Felix is squishy. Like Ava. Ava is ssss … smart.”

Nicola: “You are smart, too.”

Milo: “No, I’m not smart, I’m a big boy.

Milo: “Mami, you are Superman.”

Nicola: “And what is Felix?”

Milo: “Felix is a real small Superman.”