A Conversation With One of My Children, Who Shall Remain Nameless (Although Pretty Easy to Guess)

Me: "Hey! How did Finn get these three cuts on his arm?"

Child (brightly): "You don't remember? I thought I already told you and you were okay with it."

Me: "No. You didn't tell me how his arm got sliced."

Child (thoughtfully): "Really? I thought I told you."

Me. "Tell me again."

Child (breezy): "Well, we were playing a game this morning and you know, things happened and he got cut."

Me: "What game were you playing and how did he get cut?"

Child (dismissively): "Just while we were using my pocket knife . . ."

Me: "What game were you playing?"

Child (guiltily): "Um . . . knife fight."

ME: "YOU STABBED HIM WITH AN ACTUAL KNIFE?"

Child (defensively): "Well, YOU won't get us any pretend knives!!"