My new “Smarter than a monkey, cheaper than a robot” t-shirt arrived in the mail, so I decided to wear it on Tuesday.

Biggie did a double-take when she noticed it, frowned, and thought about it for a while.

Biggie: But you’re not cheaper than a robot, Mummy. People can’t be bought, so you’re priceless.
Me: *awww*

later.

Me: blah blah blah (something very important)
Fraser: *eyes drift south to stare at my chest*
Me: blah blah blah
Fraser: *eyes drift south to stare at my chest*
Me: So you like my new t-shirt then?
Fraser: *oh* *um* what?
Me: My new t-shirt. You’ve been looking at it. I take it that you like it.
Fraser: Oh, *looks at t-shirt text* um, yeah. *small voice* I was just looking at your boobs.

*rofl*