* driving to an appointment *
Brady: Mommy, I think there's something on my chin; can you look?
Mommy: Not while I'm driving Brady. What is it?
Brady: Mom, my eyes are up here in my head, and my chin is down here at the bottom of my face. I can't just take my eyes out to look what's there. That's why I asked you to look.
* silence for a few moments as Mommy didn't know how to respond to Brady stating the obvious *
Brady: Mom?
Mommy: You'll have to wait until we're at a stop light then.
Brady: That, I can do.
* more silence *
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