"Mommy?" Alex asks from the backseat. "Why are we going this way?"
"Because we're going home, hun."
"No we're not. This isn't the way home."
"Yes it is."
"No."
"Yes, Alex. This is the way home."
"How do you know that? Because you're magic?" (A fact we established long ago.)
"No, because I know everything."
"No you don't. Aunt Julie does!"
Amazingly I didn't spit coke out of my nose as I choked on my soda and laughed so hard I almost missed the traffic light.
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