My kids and I were at the doctor's office, waiting. You know how that goes. My seven-year-old son decided to do something constructive to pass the time. He found some pails and miscellaneous objects in a toy bin.
"Mommy, guess which pail has the bobble head under it." He switched the pails around.
"That one," I said when he was done.
"No fair! You cheated."
"How did I cheat?"
"I don't know. Close your eyes."
He did his thing, but I heard some interesting shuffling sounds. I knew he was up to something.
"Okay, open your eyes. Which one?"
"None of them," I said.
"Hey! You cheated!"
"No I didn't. I heard you move something by the plant over there. You didn't say I had to block my ears!"
"Close your eyes and block your ears."
"Now which one?"
I guessed correctly.
"Nope. I'm just good!"