Me: That's nice - your mom sent you the chocolates you like so much [that I cannot spell and am too lazy to look up but it's kind of like "non-pareil."]
SH: I love these.
Me: They're all for you.
SH: You don't want any?
Me: You like them way more than I do. They're yours.
SH: I need you to hide them for me.
Me: You want me to hide your candy from you?
SH: Yes.
Me: Does this mean I have to go get them for you whenever you want them?
SH: I dunno.
Me: Because I'm not hiding them downstairs if I have to get you some four times a day.
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HA!!!
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