When they make up creative excuses

"Mom, my hands smell like...... um, peanut butter and soap, and I have been trying to wash and wash but it won't come off. Will you help me?"
Strange. This kid is not usually a compulsive hand-washer.
I sniff.
"Did you get into dad's cologne?"
He nods.

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"What's this on your head, son? You didn't cut your hair did you?"

His face is completely serious as he says his line: "I think I have just been bumping my head on a  lot of sharp things lately."

Oh really? Yeah, I hate when that happens.

(later…)

"Er, um, Mom?  Maybe I did cut my hair with scissors."