I was at the grocery store with Dave and Ryan when my nephew called me to see what kind of Goldfish Crackers my kids eat. The following is what happened when I hung up:
Dave: What did Will want?
Me: To know what kind of goldfish the kids eat.
Me: She is at the store and saw them on sale.
Ryan: Grandma is getting us Goldfish?
Ryan: What happens when they die?
Me: Goldfish Crackers, not a real goldfish.
Ryan: Oh good, we have enough pets.
It is impossible for me to say anything to Dave when the kids are around without them getting into it with us. It drives me CRAZY!