(I am teaching a travel and tourism class, I tell the class to pick a country from each continent and see if a visa is needed to enter the country)

Student: “Ma’am, do you have that other book?”

Me: “What other book?”

Student: “The one with the pictures of the continents and all the names of the countries. That one.”

Me: “Do you mean an atlas?”

(She did mean an atlas. This is the same student who thought New South Wales was in the UK.)

(My boyfriend and I are out on the back deck with my parents, telling my stepmother a story. We are talking in unison for most of the story, when we see a bunny hop across the yard. We stop talking at the exact same time and turn to face it, wide eyed.)

Both: “Bunny! … So anyway…” *goes back to telling the story*

Stepmom: “What the heck just happened?”

(My girlfriend and I are in a long-distance relationship and are messaging each other over Skype.)

Girlfriend: “I died.”

Me: “Nooooo. Don’t die!”

Girlfriend: “It’s okay. I autosaved. I’ll just respawn.”

Me: “I love you.”

(I am two years old, and the youngest, with an older sister. My parents are thinking of having another baby.)

Mom: “So, [My Name], how would you like to have a baby sister?”

Dad: “Or a baby brother?”

Me: “No. I’m the baby.”

(I still am.)

(My three-year-old niece and I are on my computer, playing a Disney princess game.)

Niece: “That one’s me!” *points to Ariel*

Me: “Because you have pretty red hair like her?”

Niece: “Yes! And that one’s me.” *points to Snow White*

Me: “Because you have a pretty dress like hers?”

Niece: “Yes! And that one’s me!” *points to Sleeping Beauty*

Me: “But which one is me?”

Niece: “No, not you.”

Me: “Aww, none of the princesses are me? Why not?”

Niece: “You’re not pretty.”