Earlier today, Bobbi and I were making peanut butter & jelly sandwiches while Samantha sat at the bar, waiting for her lunch. Bobbi was giving me a hard time about being in her way while she made her sandwich, so I said to Samantha, "Tell your mother she should be nicer to me."
Bobbi said, "Tell your father that mommy doesn't have to be nice because she took the butt."
Now, in my family we have always referred to the end of a loaf of bread as the "heel," but in Bobby's family they call it the "butt." This will be a small consolation the first-time Samantha says to a complete stranger, "Mommy doesn't have to be nice to daddy because she takes the butt."