the three year-old

We're sneaking (except not actually being sneaky) away for an overnight in a hotel on Friday night. Because we're kind of cheap, when we do so we often buy a few groceries on our way there to have supper as a picnic at the hotel.

Jack (excitedly): Um, we could have some GRAPES!
J-L: Mmm-hmm.
Jack: And that bread? That you squish on the meat?
J-L: You mean a sandwich?
Jack: Yah!