So I had this conversation with Nathan just now...
Nathan: I want a snack. Can you pop me some microwave popcorn?
Me: If you want a snack, we have this bag of popcorn here from the movie theater. Eat that instead.
Nathan: Okay! I'll take it!
Me: Just don't get any on the couch.
Nathan: I know! I know!
Me: You say that, but you always get popcorn on the couch anyway.
Nathan: It's not my fault! The popcorn did it!
Me: Oh yeah, blame the popcorn. I see how it is.
This kid. I swear.