My oldest son gets me all the time. My favorite was when he ran into my room and asked if I wanted to see something totally random. He then jumped into a superhero stance (legs apart, hands on hips, chest thrust out) and says, "Come my less intelligent counterpart. We must now defeat the Cheese Eel!" and then turned and ran into a doorframe.
His little brother is now picking up the family sense of humor. He asked for something sweet the other day. I offered to bake a chocolate cake and he took the mix box from me and said, "I must discuss this with my associates. However, your offering pleases me."
at 6:13 PM on Dec. 27, 2010