When I was in college, I used to get really drunk and send out nonsensical e-mails at 4 a.m. Now I'm more mature. I get drunk and write nonsensical blog posts at 8 p.m.
Moon: Is Dad really going to take me to Cold Stone Creamery?
Me: Not until you eat all your ice cream.
Moon: Not until I eat all my ice cream?
Me: That's right.
Moon, with a smirk: Not until I eat all my ice cream?
Me: Mommy had Sangria. Back off.