[Comment: I changed one of the names but couldn't change the one that was crucial to the story.]
We were putting on jammies, and as always, we were noticing and pointing out things we probably shouldn't along with discussing who inherited what from whom.
Daddy, slightly disappointed, "Bubba's got the Smith butt..."
Me, never failing to correct Daddy, "No, he's definitely got a Harry butt."
Bubba interjects angrily, "No! I don't have a hairy butt!"
And like the whole thing was scripted, Mooser looks at Daddy, casually gestures his pointer finger at him, and states clearly, "but you do!"