I had a funny conversation with one of my kids today.  To protect rights he will be referred to as "client" and I will be "me":
Client: Can I ask you a question
Me:  Sure
Client:  I need to fix something.
Me: (that's not a questions but...) What do you need to fix?
Client:My time 
machineMe: Um...I don't think those work
Client:  Ya they do
Me: 
OkClient: 
I'm gunna ask me parents
Me: (
GoING) Ask them what?
Client: For money to buy my time 
machineMe:  Good luck with that
Minutes of working and this:
Client: Its on 
ebayMe: What?
Client: The time 
machineMe: 
OHHHHHHHHH. And where do you want to travel
Client: To 
PokemonMe:In my head: 
Aww the joys of my job!
Then during a nap on Sunday I was abruptly woken up by Caleb asking "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" me happily asleep...um well I'm a lion and the kids are playing keep away and I want to get the ball. (Apparently I had been twitching..alot).  Then Monday morning Caleb says: "So some more crazy dreams???"  Me: (How does he know???)" Yes as a matter of fact I was trying out for the USA dive team.  Clearly".  Caleb: "Yeah you were twitching a LOT".  When oh when will my body just let me dream???