Do you enjoy messin' with your kids, whether they're grown or little?

I stopped by my daughter’s, Corrie, to bring special ice cream to her nine-year old daughter, Brande, who has strep. I was teasing Brande, telling her I’d brought her onions because she knows that her mom does not like onions! Brande got the joke! :)
At one point Aden, her seven year old son, who was playing a video game, yelled “I hate you green perky dork!!” or whatever, at the video game.
Corrie says, “Aden, we don’t use that word.” (I didn’t let my kids use that word either.)
Very casually I said, “Corrie, you don’t like onions, do you.”
She said, “No. You know I don’t.”
I said, “Corrie…tell me, in a couple of words, how you feel about onions.”
She just looks at me, biting her lip, starting to say something, then stopping, shaking her head, going “Mom!”
I just laughed my way out de door!
Of course, it comes back to me. Right after I got out of the hospital, and was suffering from a bit of memory loss, they all ganged up on me, trying to tell me I’d been in the hospital for 9 years. The sheets!