(After she and Jack got a firm talking to from me for being stinkers):
Mom, you gotta be nice to us, We're just your sweet little kids
At a later date when she was in time out:
Me: Marian do you know why you had to stay on your bed?
Marian: (with her perfected pouty face) Yes
Me: Why?
Marian: Because you told me I couldn't come off.
Me: But why did I tell you to stay on your bed
Marian: Because you don't want me to have any fun.
