Dad

and i were riding in the car back from lunch today. We had seen the army band play a trombone concerto a week ago and my brother had mentioned that Dad asked some of his students to come and see it. I ask Dad in the car:
"So did your students come to hear the concerto?"
"I have students ya"
"No, did they go see the concerto?"
"I have a girl working on that concerto."
"Right, but did she go see the army band?"
"We went to that concert, you me and mom, remember?"

He also just asked if i wanted to pack up some cat poop and take it with me.