The little girl came into the kitchen and said to me, "Where daddy? Daddy here? Why daddy not here?"
I responded, "I don't know. He's at work."
She said, "Is Daddy owed?"
I respond, "Is he odd? Odd? I guess."
"No, no, no" she said. "Is Daddy seven? Or two?"
"Oh, is Daddy old? Yes, Daddy is 33."
She said, "No. When Daddy owed here?"
Very confused and very amused, I said, "I'm not sure what you're getting at here, but Dad's at work but he should be home soon."
She looked at her baby brother, took his hand and said, "Daddy working, Din, I play with you."
Wow. Just, wow.