Now, said child is one of the lights of my life... a joy beyond anything I could have ever imagined. She's also a challenge. (Read that... OMG, challenging isn't the half of it.) I have many, many stories about her youth that I could tell you, about what makes her a challenge, but won't. Let's just say that early on I learned to really LISTEN carefully to what she said ( mostly because she's really good at finding loopholes).
So, when said beautiful daughter sent the text, I called her and asked, "So, watcha need masking tape for?"
(Imagine here, the tone she uses indicates I really must be pretty dumb to not know what she is gonna use masking tape for) She says, "I'm painting."
Hesitantly, I asked her, "So... on what sorta scale are you painting?"
"Don't worry, my room has too much stuff in it to paint it", she replies.
(Imagine great sigh of relief from me.)