Caleb: "Mama, Caitlyn and I were just walking around together tonight and I all of a sudden looked up and said, 'You're pretty!'" Mama: "Oh...you did, huh?"
Caleb: "Yeah, she's really pretty!"
Mama: (silently) What kind of pretty is she!?!--like your mother, pretty, or like a Barbie pretty...? (out loud) "Yeah, Caleb, she is, isn't she."
Caleb: "I told her how glad I am that we are friends."
Mama: "Mmmhmm. Um, so, what do you think makes Caitlyn so pretty?"
Caleb: "Well...most of the time it's her attitude."
Mama: (sigh.) "Good answer."
