(I am in the backseat, while my older brother is in the front with my mother. Her cell phone rings.)

Mom: “Hey, [older brother], will you answer that for me?”

Brother: “Sure, hello?”

(It’s my mother’s boss.)

Brother: “Yeah, my mom’s around. I told her to go on a diet for years, but she never listens.”

(You can hear through the phone how hard my mom thwacks my brother.)

Me: “What CD is in the player?”

Mom: “It’s one of your sister’s bands. I think it’s called ‘Right Stuff’.”

Me: “Oh, I’ve never heard of them. I wonder if they’re any good.”

(I switch to the CD and a familiar band, not called ‘Right Stuff’, starts playing.)

Me: “Where did you get the name ‘Right Stuff’?”

Mom: “Right there, on the screen.”

Me: “Mom, that says ‘Repeat’ and ‘Shuffle’.”

(Our parents have moved to Italy. My sisters and I are going to head over for the summer. We’re discussing how long the flight will take.)

Sister: “It’s 15 hours!”

Me: “Well, that’s not so bad. We drive to California!”

Sister: “That’s true.”

Me: “And since we’re flying, not driving, it should feel shorter. That is, unless we’re delayed.”

Sister: *laughs* “Yeah, we’re delayed in Antarctica!”

Me: “What?”

Sister: “Antarctica. What? I thought we went over the world, not—”

(She motions with her hands that we go over the world, not around it. I just stare at her blankly. She looks confused herself, and consults her smart-phone.)

Sister: “Wait… Antarctica doesn’t have any major airports!”

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(My sister and I share a car. I have quite a few papers in there that I need for work.)

Sister: “Dude, when are you going to take out your papers?”

Me: “I don’t know. Why is the sky blue?”

Sister: “Because blue is the most scattered color in the light spectrum. Now, when are you going to take out your papers?”

Me: “I’m afraid that I don’t have a concrete answer to that.”

(My younger sister is 12, and we’re both in the back seat of our car, driving through rural Pennsylvania. My sister is playing a farming simulation game on a hand-held system.)

Me: “Look! Cows!”

Sister: “Huh? Did you hear the cows in my game?”

(I point out the window.)

Me: “There are cows!”

Sister: “I know. I just got the cow!”

Me: “Look out the window!”

Sister: “There’s no window in my game!”

Me: “You’re in a car. LOOK OUT THE WINDOW!”

Sister: “What?”

(She looks up and out the window.)

Sister: “Oh, my gosh, COWS!”