Me: No, that is MY bed. I just let you sleep in it. Me: Speaking of, we really need to get you your own. I’m tired of waking up to the smell of your farts in the middle of the night. Caleb: Those are YOUR farts waking you up. Trust me, they wake me up too. Me: I hate you. Caleb: You can’t. Me: I can, and I do. Caleb: You can’t, and you don’t.
