I found this kind of hilarious because we really don't. (If we did, I wouldn't be comfortable writing about it!)
So, I asked him: What do you mean? When do we fight?
Logan: Well, last night you were fighting.
Me: Really? Because you were at grandma's last night.
Logan: well, I'm pretty sure you guys were fighting.
Me: what were we fighting about?
Logan: (as serious as can be) you were fighting about whose shampoo is better.
Zeb is bald. Case closed.
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