Life in quarantine, month two

I have committed baked baking and made a cake that is partly for Thing 1's birthday, which today was, and partly because I felt like it. The cake is very sugary and totally bad for everyone. Also, yummy.

We have gone back for seconds.
Pygment: You thinking about having more?
Me: I'm absolutely having more.
Pygment: But you just told me not to have more!
Me (has to think about it for a moment): More for me!

Pygment makes the frowny face of disapproval and I start giggling, at which point:

Thing 1: He has a point.
Me: See?
Thing 1: It's not a good point, but it's a point.