Scratching your head on that one? So was I. This is so not writing-related, but I ended up laughing my butt off the rest of the night, so I thought I'd share.

I was sitting in the dining room with my kids last night, and we were working on a jigsaw puzzle together. Anyway, my 9-year-old daughter leaned across the table and looked at me with an extremely earnest expression on her face.

"Momma, motsy hosen close, right?" she said.

Huh? I wasn't sure what language she was speaking. "What?" I asked.

"Motsy hosen close," she said, just as earnestly as before.

I sat there a moment or two trying desperately to decipher what my child said to me. No luck. Finally I looked at her and said, "Motsy hosen close?"

She started to giggle. She spoke again, much slower and enunciating more clearly. "I said moths . . . eat . . . holes . . . in . . . clothes, right?"

I laughed so hard I couldn't even answer. Then, after I finally did answer her, I gave her a hard time about it the rest of the night. Every so often, I'd just look up and say, "Hey, motsy hosen close."

She wasn't very pleased with me. Too bad. It was fun.