This morning, Matthew, my 8 year old, was searching for last month's Lego Magazine. He couldn't find it and became very upset. As I was driving him to school, we had this conversation:
Matthew: When I get home from school, you need to help me find it!
Me: Why should I help you find it? You should have put it in your room.
Matthew: You should know where my things are.
Me: Well, if that's the case then you should know where my things are.
Me: Why not?
Matthew: Because you're the mom!