"You, vacuuming the driveway?" asked Sophia, wondering why mommy was cleaning a rug out in front of the house. Actually, it'd been in the garage while our wood floors were installed and acquired layer of sawdust.
"You're magic carpet's double parked. . ."Dana [my younger brother] flatly informed me--not bothering to ask why a large rug was sunning itself in front of our home.
"Yeah? Well if I go back out there and it's gone we're really in trouble. . ."
Later that same day. . .
"What are you doing?"Dana asked casually.
"Waiting for the cable guy. Every time I get on the internet. . . "
"The fridge shuts off?" He jokingly interrupted
"You should see what happens when I open the garage door . . ."
This is normal sibling banter for the two of us. The goal isn't an exchange of information, the priority is laughter. Info is simply a vehicle for the next punch line.