Mom: (walking out to the car) Calvin?
Calvin: (shoving something in his mouth and jumping from the front seat to the back) Hmmmm? Yes mommy?
Mom: (looking at the pile of crumbs in the front seat) Calvin, there is a terrible mess in the front seat and Brandon’s cookie is gone.
Calvin: It was Josh.
Mom: Calvin, it was not Josh. You got in the front seat and ate baby’s cookie.
Calvin: Wow Mom. That is a really bad guess.
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Josh: (very seriously) Mom, I want to build a fort and I want to sleep in it.
Mom: Sweetie….
Josh: (Interrupting) OK- Listen. Forts are good and people can sleep in them.
Mom: Yes, forts are good but tonight is a school night. Tell you what, let’s build a fort on Friday night and you can sleep in it. How does that sound?
Josh: (with great disgust) Ugh! Mom! That was so predictable.