Mama walks into Tiern’s room.
Mama: “Why is it wet in here.”
Tiern: “I don’t know!”
Mama: “It must be wet for a reason.”
Tiern: “Oh, my treasure box is wet.”
Mama: “Why is your treasure box wet?”
Tiern: “I buried it in the snow out back, dug it up, and then brought it inside.”
Mama: “Is the water melted snow?”
Tiern: “Yes it is.”
Mama: “You didn’t happen to dig up any yellow snow did you? (our backyard is a minefield of doggy-related yellow spots).
Tiern: ” No I didn’t, because then you would have to deal with it.”