yesterday, when ben came in from school, he dumped his uneaten lunch out on the table and started to eat it. soon he was walking all over the house holding random bites from his lunch. i said, BEN, please eat your food at the table! you’re dropping crumbs all over the floor and i just mopped this morning!

his response,

we own a mop?

he didn’t even hesitate. he wasn’t trying to be funny. he was dead serious.

where is it?? i’ve only ever seen a broom.

look! here it is in the closet right next to the broom, i replied as i pulled it out. i didn’t mention that i did have to find it this morning in the garage and clean the cobwebs off of it before i could use it.