Frankie: Mom, can you get hair out of a brush?
Me: Yeah, I suppose. Why?
Frankie: Like, you can take the hair out and make the brush clean?
Me (suspiciously): I guess so. Why do you ask?
Frankie (sheepishly): Because I used your brush to do Gage's hair.
Me: You used my brush on the cat?
Frankie: Yeah! Your pink brush!
Me: I don't have a pink brush.
Frankie: Yes, you do. Your pink toothbrush.