Overheard at bedtime

As recounted by M:

C: “Daddy, my scissors cut a hole in my favorite shorts.”

Daddy: “Oh really? And who was controlling the scissors?”

C: “My hand.”

Daddy: “And who was controlling your hand?”

C: “Um, my arm.”

Daddy: “And who was controlling your arm?”

C: “My shoulder!”

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