In the car during the move from Arizona:
E: There are lots of snakes in the jungle, so if you go to the jungle you need a sword. Or a mongoose. Mom, don't you wish that a sword had a scope?
Me: I don't know that I've ever thought about it.
E: Why not?
Me: I don't know, it's just not something that I'd ever really wish for. It's a perfectly good wish, but just not something I'd wish for.
E: If a sword had a scope you could see right where you were going to cut, and then Ching! (his noise for swordplay).