Before going downstairs to play school yesterday, I told Courtney we better put the rest of her peanut butter and crackers somewhere where their yellow lab Lacey won't get them. She has been known to help herself from time to time to whatever morsel may be laying around.
Courtney, age 5, pointed out that that wouldn't be necessary since her daddy trained Lacey not to do that.
I expressed doubt at this but was told by Courtney in a very stern tone that she's lived in that house for 5 years and she ought to know what's going on.
I moved the food anyway.