Before I forget about this one:

The kidlet and I stopped at our local Giant for a donut on the way to the grandparents’ house the other morning.  He was trying to decide what donut he wanted and finally pointed to a tray and said, “I’ll take the fat one on the right.”  Always the smartass, I said “Yeah, that’s pretty much how I get picked out of a crowd too.”  My son, who’s wit is just as quick as mine says, “Mom, stop it!  You aren’t even on the right!”

He kills me.