Agricultural dimwit…

Following on from my post last week about dealing with my inquisitive threenager questions, I got caught entirely off guard driving earlier.
It would appear that I am going to have to indulge in some further study of agriculture. My child will NOT bloody leave it. Today I have been asked:
– Mummy, where do leaves come from?
“Leaves come from the trees” (yes, I am 100% that is right)
– Mummy, where do raspberries come from (pronounced like a northerner, no extra ‘r’)?
“Raspberries come from a raspberry tree darling. No. Actually it’s a bush. Or a plant?” (Can I google whilst driving?)
– Mummy, where do raspberries come from (pronounced like a southerner, raRspberries)?
“RARSPberries are the same things as RASPberries. You’re just saying it different”(Still not certain on the tree/bush/plant quandary. Hopefully she’ll move on.)
– Mummy where do strawberries come from?
“Strawberry plant (ARGH! Is it?!?)”
– Mummy, where do bushes come from?
“(In my head) OH PLEASE STOP ASKING ME FUCKING AGRICULTURAL QUESTIONS FOR FUCKING FUCKS SAKE!!!!”
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