The Last Drumstick

Maura:  Can I have the last ice cream cone?

Dad: No. 

Maura:  Why not?

Dad: There are four in a pack, right?

Maura: Yes.

Dad:  We each had one last night so there's one left, right?

Maura:  Yes.

Roger:  Well, there are two of you (kids) and only one of me.  I'm going to eat the last cone.

Maura: You can't.

Dad: Why not?

Maura:  Because mom says the first thing she's going to do when she's not fat* is eat a Drumstick.  That's Mom's ice cream.

Me: I can hear you!  I'm sitting right here!

*Disclaimer: What I actually said was that when I get my Weight Watcher's Lifetime Membership I was going to treat myself to a Drumstick because it was the only thing I've really missed.