The Towel Pile Discussion

"Really?"
"Yup."
"Did you happen to notice before you jumped up, even in the slightest, what was happening here?"
"Umm... you're gonna have to be a little more specific, Mama... I'm too tired to try and read minds today."
"Two things: folding towels and making the bed."
"Actually, if we're counting... it's three things and you 'conveniently' left out the third and most important of all."
"Which is?"
"ME... tryin' to get a lil' shut-eye here!!"
"Day, you have so many spots you could be comfortably napping in right now. I mean, seriously... you really haaaad to choose the clean pile of towels that I'm right in the middle of folding??"
"Whaaat??? I'm helpiiinng....."
"How is this helping?"
"I'm keeping them warm for you, you know, so they don't wrinkle."
"More like setting wrinkles in..."
"What are you saying? Was that a quip on my physique??"
"No quip... you have an amazingly beautiful physique, Day."
"I know!"
"But could you please move that beautiful physique off of the clean towels so I can finish!??"
"I cooouuuuld......."
*sigh* "Will you?"
"Let me just think... ummm, no."
"Let ME just rephrase that... OFF the towels, Mister!"
"Mamas are so unfair... grumble, grumble....."