Hubby: I think I'm just going to work in the yard. I'll let the dogs stay out with me.
Me: Just be sure to keep an eye on them or put their fencing collars on so they stay in the yard.
Hubby: Um hmm...
(Later)
Hubby: You're back! I'll help you bring in the groceries.
Me: Why are the dogs in the garage?
Hubby: They were outside with me.
Me: But they're all wet.
Hubby: Oh. Right. They... went on a little adventure.
Me: They were supposed to be in the yard with you.
Hubby: They were! And then they weren't.
Me: You're the parent whose toddler ends up on the neighbor's front porch naked with a Tootsie Pop stuck to its face, aren't you?
Hubby: The dogs aren't sticky.
Me: And that is your defense...
Hubby: Oooh, look! You got cupcakes!
