So, I’m lying on the bed, watching some TV, and I ask Becca to hand me my mobile phone, which is on the desk beside her.
She brings it over to me, but adds with a smirk, “Why, are your legs broken?” using the exact words that I have used with her when I feel she is being overly lazy.
Hoisted by my own petard, I was! ;-)
Addendum: Becca was so pleased with my reaction of roaring laughter that she tried it on Mommy, too. It didn’t end well.