“Are you in your pajamas? I hear you playing, and I know you’re not playing if you’re not ready for bed.”

“Where did you put my pajamas?”

“They’re right THERE.”

“Where?”

“Right in your room! Don’t make me come in there!”

“On the floor?”

“Yes.”

“Are they folded in a little pile?”

“Yes.”

“Are they my favorite green?”

“Yes.”

“And nice and fuzzy?”

“Yes…?”

“The same ones I wore last night?”

“YES…!”

“Hmmm. Haven’t seen them!”

(It’s really hard to scold when you’re fully cognizant of being the source of the culprit’s smart-ass gene.)