As I walked in the door the other day from working the lunch shift I yelled "Mamma's home!" to NYEBoy and A. When I arrive home, A will do one of two things, either run to the stairs or hide under the covers of her bed. That day, she ran to the stairs.
A: Hey, did you fall?
A: Did you fall?
Me: Did I fall?
A: Yeah, DID YOU FALL?
Me: Um, no. Why? Was I supposed to?
A: Did you see the peppermint?
A: *points to the floor by the door* Did you see the peppermint?
Me: What the hell, did you really put a PEPPERMINT on the GROUND so I could FALL?
A: Uh, duh. Then, when you fell, I was going to SAB (save) you!
I guess if she can't kill me from driving me nuts she's going to start trying to physically harm me.