In our family, the strangest conversation topics happen on Sunday. Exhibit A:

Tyler: (completely out of the blue) Babe, someday we’re going to have to get a safe that fits a gun.

Me: A gun? In our house? Why would we need a gun?

Tyler: What if there are perilous times and people try to steal our food? We have a lot of food, you know, and we’re building up food storage…

Me: Having food doesn’t necessarily mean we need a shotgun in our house, Tyler.

Tyler: Well, as a woman you are naturally the maker of the food. And as a man, I must remind you that I am the protector of the food.

Yeah, uh, don’t plan on coming to our house and eating our food anytime soon. Tyler might pull out his (invisible) gun on you. (just kidding!) :)