[they jump on me in bed]
me: "Oh, hey, babies."
Lily: "Aw. I wub you. You, too, Sam."
Sam: "Look at us. All three of us. We're a nefarious trio."
me: "Nefarious trio?!"
Sam: "Ooo. Can I have that empty bucket?" [he points to said empty bucket. it's the size of a sippy cup.]
me: "You're holding an empty cup. it's, like, the same thing."
Sam: "Yes, but, the cup isn't nearly as *practical.*"
me: "So now you're practical AND nefarious?"
me: "Well, I can't argue with that." [I hand him the bucket.]