You're not jumping on the bed, are you?
"No Mum. Juliet and I are connecting our DS-lites together."
What's that whumping sound I can hear all the way up here in the lounge room?
"Probably the neighbours up the street. I think Mr Divvy Van's been naughty again, and Mrs Divvy Van is slamming his car door and swearing. And before you say it, no, it's nothing I haven't heard already at school."
You two have got ten more minutes before you need to go to the toilet, clean your teeth, get some glasses of water and turn the lights out, OK?
(long pause) OK?
(muffled) "Yeah, OK Mum."
Did you bring Skipper in from outside on the lawn?
"Aw Mum, I'm in my nightie now, can you do it?"
Yes, I can, like I do every night. And his clean hutch doesn't just happen you know or the fact that he's still around and hasn't starved to death.... That whumping sound is happening again - what are you doing?
(long pause). "Erm, nothing Mum. Just getting ready for bed."
Several days later, Sapphire asked me to download her camera for her, because the memory card was full.
Luckily for her, my laughing session was too enjoyable to turn into anything resembling a parental scolding session. Best friends at ten years old: does it get any better than that?