the hubby: do you want a cheese sandwich?
the kid: I don't like cheese sandwiches. I want a grilled cheese that isn't cooked.
(hubby looks at me, confused)
me: piece of bread, folded in half, cheese in the middle.
the kid: yeah, but don't cook it.
the hubby: (sigh) got it. one grilled cheese that isn't cooked coming right up.
the kid: thank you, daddy.
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