Me: "Peyton, did you brush your teeth?"
Peyton: (exasperated) "Yes!"
Me: "Did I already ask you that?"
Peyton: "Three times!"
Me: "I'm sorry honey, Mama's getting old and old people forget things."
Peyton: "I know. Like that one time you forgot to get up. You were in bed until like 10:00!"
I still have no idea what he was talking about, I don't recall sleeping in until 10:00 since I was a teenager, but he's convinced. I feel like maybe I should start forgetting to get up though, just once in a while, it's kind of appealing.
(I'm really not kidding about the teenager thing, now that I think about it. Keep in mind, I was still a teenager when I was married with a baby!)