Sunday dinner conversation

Tonight's dinner conversation was a little more entertaining than usual.  It went a little somethin' like this:

ME, trying to convince Ryan to eat his dinner (as if that's anything new): "Ryan, do you remember the cookies I made last night?  You got to eat one on the way to church for getting dressed?"  (Yes, I bribed my son with a cookie for putting his clothes on this morning.)
RYAN: "Yeah?"
ME: "So what do you need to do in order to get another cookie?"
RYAN: "Be nice."
{CORRECT ANSWER: "Eat your dinner."}

Just then a third party chimes into the conversation.
CHLOE: "You made ALL those cookies by yourself?"
ME: "Yes!"
CHLOE: "After we went to bed last night?"
ME: "Yes!"
CHLOE: "Really?"
ME: "Yes!"
CHLOE: "Holy cow, girl!"

I should have said this earlier but Ryan's response to virtually every question beginning with, "What do you have to do in order to______?" is, "Be nice." "...get a treat?" "...go to JD's house?" "...ride your bike?" "...talk to Grandma" "...not go back to timeout?" Relevant or not, "Be nice" is his answer.

And Chloe calling me, "girl"?  I don't know where she comes up with this stuff!  Sometimes she acts more like a teenager than a five year old.

They make me laugh.