Every night the husband wears a T-shirt with a pocket on it, to bed and every night the two peas (dd#2 & dd#3) dig in his pocket and asks, “What’s in the pocket!?”.
Tonight was no exception. Dd#2 started digging in the pocket.
“What’s in the pocket? What’s in the pocket!?”
Dd#3, while bouncing on her bed, “I could be something delicious, or nutritious, or extra crispy!”
I don’t know where she gets it.