(I’m finishing up work in my basement office, when my wife and kids come home. My 4-year-old daughter comes directly down to me.)

Daughter: “Daddy, we have a situation!”

Me: *trying not to burst out laughing* “Oh, really? What is it?”

Daughter: “This.”

(She holds up a lid from a single serving ice cream container.)

Me: “Where’d you get that?”

Daughter: “Mommy’s car. I looked all over the car and I can’t find the ice cream anywhere!”

(She sighs heavily, tosses the lid onto the desk next to me and speaks casually.)

Daughter: “Well, now it’s your lid.”

(She walks away to go play.)