Son: Mom, can I have your calculator?
Wife: Uh… The pink one?
Son: No, the grayish one.
He imitates holding something about the size of a brick in his hands.
Wife: Why?
Son: Because I want it.
Ha! She shrugs.
Wife: Okay. Sure.
Son: Yay!
The Boy toddles off to find the calculator.
Me: I hope you realize you just gave him your cell phone.
Wife: Crap!