Audrey and I were at the grocery store this weekend. She sat in the cart, which I parked next to a basket of dollar toys, while I searched nearby for something from our list.

(Looks quite pensive) Mommy, are those toys for bad kids?

Um, no.

Well, daddy said they are for the bad kids. The bad kids get those.

I could not stop laughing. Audrey learned the truth and will not soon forget it. Busted, daddy!