In the car, I was adjusting the DVD player to get back to a menu for Alana (after hitting Stop by mistake in the dark). As I fumbled with buttons, trying to figure out which buttons were which in the dark, she asked, in a sweet and innocent voice,
"Daddy, do you have any clue what you're doing?"
Me: "Yes, actually, honey, I'm figuring it out."
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