Ivy: Ella, you are a carrot.
Ella: No, I'm not.
Ivy: Yes, you are a carrot.
Ella: Ivy, please stop calling me a carrot.
Ivy: But you *are* a carrot.
Ella: (yelling, in tears) IVY! NO, I AM NOT A CARROT! STOP SAYING THAT RIGHT NOW!
Yes, we do have every flavour of awesome at the Hiebert house.