All morning I had been trying to get the kids to put on their clothes. I had said to them a couple times to go up and get their clothes on. When Willa came down, not in clothes, but in just her bathrobe, I said, maybe with a little exasperation, "Go upstairs and put your clothes on."
Not missing a beat, she said, "Well, you don't have your clothes on."
Unfortunately, she was right. I had yet to wander upstairs to get out of my robe and pjs and get my shower done. I looked down at my attire and made a little quiet smile and giggle to myself, because it was an astute observation.
A poignant case of "Do as I say, not as I do."