Me: Ouma, I have to go shopping and then I’ll come back and we’ll hang out.
Ouma: No, I’ll come with you. That’s the whole fun of it.
Me: I’d love that, but there’s a really big hill on the way.
Ouma: I’m coming with. And that’s it.
(Ouma sees the hill).
Ouma:… That’s not a hill. That’s a bloody mountain.
