INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT Husband and I are sitting on the couch, watching a cheesy Hallmark Channel movie starring Bradley Cooper and Jason Priestly. The Kid is in bed. THE KID (Shouting, from upstairs) Mom! ME (Shouting) Yeah? THE KID Dad forgot to give me my medicine! I look at Husband incredulously. ME Seriously? You forgot to give him his medicine? HUSBAND Oh, yeah. I guess I did. ME I even reminded you right before you took him up to bed! HUSBAND You did? ME Yes. I said "don’t forget to take your medicine!" to The Kid. I said it really loud so that you would hear it, because I knew that if I said it to you that you’d say, "you don’t have to remind me! I give him his medicine every single night!" and you’d be all annoyed and insulted that I thought I had to remind you to do it. HUSBAND Huh. That is exactly how that conversation would have gone. ME (throws hands up in exasperation) ARRRRGGGHHH!