set up

Bodhi walks into the room with a studied look of serious resolve and repressed smiling. He holds out asmall plastic ruler, and says,

'I'm going to measure-tape not how you're tall, but how you're mean.'

I laugh and hug him and ask him if his sister told him to say that. He laughs delightedly and measures me.

'How mean am I?'

'Too mean!'

and off he goes to report his laughing delight to his evil overlord in the other room.