Stop in for a cup of coffee

I swear, sometimes I think I live in a parallel Universe to the one my wife and daughter live in and only bits and pieces of my communication gets through to them.

Me to my daughter after getting home from swim team practice that she went to an hour after she got home from school...

Me: Your mother told me she made you dinner, what are you having?
Daughter: I don’t know yet.
Me: Did she tell you what she made?
Daughter: Yes, chicken.
Me: What kind? Is it the same kind as you ate after school before practice?
Daughter: I don’t know, not sure what I want yet.
Me (to my wife): Did you make the same kind of chicken for her that you made this afternoon?
Wife: I don’t know yet.
Me: You don’t know yet? You just pulled it out of the oven.
Wife: Yes, but she hasn’t told me what else she wants to eat.

Me: (grumbling to myself) I will be in the garage. (Grabs beer out of fridge).