A Cinnamon Twist In The Tale

(My son and I meet at a popular national taco chain for lunch. I order a limited-time chicken enchilada special with a side of their cinnamon twists for dessert. He orders a taco/burrito combo. As we are finishing eating, I get ready to share the dessert with my son, but I notice they’re already gone.)

Me: “Where are my cinnamon twists?!”

Son: “Oh, sorry, I thought they were part of my combo.”

Me: “No, they weren’t, and I had planned on sharing them with you.”

Son: “Sorry, it was an accident.”

(He then reaches out for one of my leftover tortilla chips, and I stab his hand with my plastic “spork.”)

Son: “OUCH!” *with a look of pure incredulity*

Me: “That wasn’t an accident…”