I must confess I like this mess I've made so far

Daughter: Dad, I don't know how much I weigh because . . .

Son: Because you broke the truck scales?

Daughter: No, I don't know how much I weigh because . . .

Son: Because you're too afraid to look?

Me: Don't worry kiddo, that's what brothers are for.

Daughter: I know, he's always this annoying.