G: Where’s my school underwear?
Me: In the clean-laundry basket.
G: Where in the clean-laundry basket?
Me: Try the bottom?
G (pair of pants in hand, wearing a suspicious expression): That s’posed to be funny?
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Me, emerging from G’s bedroom: <sniff> Ooh, your Dad’s making toast.
G (wearily): Burning toast.
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