“Cut his ears off,” I heard my little girl say from the couch.
“Cut whose ears off, baby?” I ask.
“That Pokemon (points to TV). He’s not cute … with those ears.”
“No. Don’t cut them off,” Sun Su defended.
“Which one?”
“Aqua,” Ooseung says.
“No, that’s not his name,” Sun Su corrects.
“It is,” she smiles at me darkly.

