Me (to Rockstar): So which place did you want to research for your assignment?
(Before Rockstar can respond)
Miss: Nooooo. Stop. Talking. Noooooo.
Me: Fine. You have homework too. Then we start on yours first. Me (to Miss): What do you want to bring for Show n Tell?
Miss: Umm... umm...
Rockstar: Well? If we stop talking you start talking.
Miss: <straight-faced> Mine-cwaft.
Rockstar: <flinches> Uh-oh...
Miss: <sweetly> I want to bring Mine-cwaft, Mum-may...
Rockstar: No! You're not bringing my stuff! What if you break it, what if you lose something?
Me: Erm... What about the little figures, you have some duplicates right? Oh no wait, your duplicates are gross - how am I going to explain to your sister's school when she shows her classmates Minecraft zombies and zombie pigmen?
Rockstar: I know! Why don't you let her take (Polaroid) pictures of all my stuff that she wants to talk about? Then she even gets to use that (instant camera from before Rockstar was born, that I recently found while cleaning up). I'll take everything out for her to take pictures. Ok, Miss?
Me: Shoulda named you Solomon, your Highness.
Rockstar: What, I just don't want her to lose my stuff. <mutters> I'll go crazy.
ps: In the end she's not bringing Polaroids of Rockstar's Minecraft Lego etc though... Just said that to yank his chain..