Scene: The dining room, finishing dinner Grownup: Brigit, don't pick your nose. Rory: She always does that, she eats it too. Me: Brigit, that's gross. Brigit (whispered): But, mom, when I go to bed, sometimes I'm still hungry.
Rory: Mom, do you buy the things on my Santa list? Me: Why would I buy the things on Santa's List? That doesn't make sense. Rory: I'm just trying to figure out if Santa is real. Me: What do you think? Rory: Touche, Mom, touche.