Eloïse is my sister. (There’s always an i like this ï, but I’m usually too lazy to use it. My sister is next to me and made me.)
Eloïse: I need a plaster.
Me: What for?
Eloïse: For this *shows where she got hurt: on the side of her leg*
Me: And does it hurt when you walk on it?
*bursts into laughter again* It’s still funny…
Because obviously she doesn’t walk on the side of her leg, she walks on her feet.