An actual conversation…

8:29 a.m. – Mark sleeps peacefully (having accidentally turned off his alarm at 6:00…).

Andrew pounds on door:

*bam!*bam!*bam!*

Me: “Whua…”
Andrew: “Mark, have you seen the muffin pan?”
Me: “Uh … the muffin man?”
A: “No, the MUFFIN PAN!”
M: “Who lives on Drurey lane?”
A: “GHAA! … No!”

(in the background…)
*bam*bam*bam*
A: “Ben, have you seen the muffin pan?”
B: “The muffin man?”
A: “NO! THE MUFFIN PAN!”
B: “Who lives on Drurey lane?”
A: “AAAH!”

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Andrew proceeds to barge into my room, get me out of bed, and demand that I take him to the muffin pan.

(Heh. Well, I probably deserve this … after last time when I hid the muffin pans for a while because they had sat on the counter, unwashed, for no less than three weeks…)

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I love living with Andrew… =)