Setting: last night, on my bedroom floor, admits several balls of yarn and papers that say crazy things like "K1, P1, ktog" on them

Me: "What do you think?"  (Holds up a cup with a coffee sleeve I have just finished designing wrapped around it.)

Mom: "The bow is floppy."

Me: "Yeah, I like it that way."  (pause)  "But is it too floppy?"

Mom: "That depends.  Is it a boy or a girl?"

Me: "The cup or the person drinking the coffee?"

(thoughtful pause)

Mom: "The bow."

Me: (bursts into laughter)

Aaaaad, scene.

In summation: It's a good thing we have each other.