The following conversation took place yesterday at Albertson's:
Me: Mommy, did you see those peanuts over there?
Mommy: Um, no, honey, I didn't. (backtracks about three aisles and finally spots a bag of peanuts left on an endcap). Oh, there they are! Mommy didn't see them because she has such bad eyes. You are lucky to have such good eyes.
Me: (smugly) That's how God made me!
