My 13 year old was making a sandwich. She took out all the ingredients and turned to ask me to cut a piece of cheese for it. I told her I would then forgot when I went to my bedroom to change my clothes. A few minutes later she found me in my closet and her dad on the bed.
"Mom, will you please cut my cheese?" Scott and I looked at each other and shared a grin.
"Usually other people can't do that for you, honey."
"Whenever I try to cut the cheese, it just goes all 'phtthppbbb.'"
That pretty much did it. Scott and I were doubled over laughing and the poor daughter rolled her eyes and left us.