Me (having discovered a plop of gum on the living room floor): “WHO HAD GUM? YOU KNOW YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE GUM IN MY HOUSE! BECAUSE THIS SORT OF NONSENSE HAPPENS!”
I round up the usual suspects. The usual suspects, as usual, plead innocence and/or utter ignorance.
Kate: “Not me. I don’t even LIKE gum.”
Mark: “I had gum.”
Me: “OH?”
Mark: “But not in the living room. In the sandbox.”
Me: “WHAT?” (a pause whilst I think through what he said.) “Where is that gum now?”
Mark: “I dropped it IN the sandbox.”
Me (attempting calm, but having visions of him plucking up sand-covered gum to chew again.) “Then what?”
Mark: “Kate made me throw it out.”
Whew. At least SOMEONE has developed some common sense.