There’s not really any comeback to that

Sam, dressed as a princess, starts to strip off to put some overalls on.

“Sam,” I say, “you don’t have to take your normal clothes off. The overalls go over your normal clothes; that’s why they’re called overalls.”

I sit back, smug in my Dad-is-a-font-of-all-knowledge aura. Sam stares at me.

“Daddy.” A small pause. A hint of sarcasm to come.

Waves hands over body. “These aren’t normal clothes.”

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