My wife, Melanie, was riding in the car with Olivia, our seven year old, and Reagan, our eleven year old. With Olivia, the conversations are always pretty interesting. My wife made a sarcastic comment of some kind and the conversation takes off from there.
Olivia: “I know you are kidding, Mom.”
Melanie: “How do you know that?”
Olivia: “Because I can read your mind.”
Olivia: “Yeah, but I can’t read Reagan’s mind. She’s tricky.”