"What! No sufganiyot? That stinks. They're little donuts full of stuff. Like jelly. They're soooooo yummy." As they talk they get off the roundabout and make their way towards the swings, dizzy and stumbling. They have to grip the chains of the swing to keep from falling over. "They make cherry ice cream? Woooooow."
They give the swing a good push, but they're a short seven year old and it isn't as good as if a grown up did it. He can get height by swinging his legs, though. "One time I ate so many cherries I got sick and threw up. But I still eat them anyway. I like fruit." They sit on a swing themself, twisting around in a circle so the chains get wound up together. "Do you think if you swallowed a seed w cherry tree would grow inside your tummy? That would be so cool. Then it'd be all pretty inside." ...what.