Me, noticing the chocolate smears around his mouth: "Milo, what are you eating?" Milo, holding out an empty foil wrapper: "Chocolate."
Me: "Where is the chocolate?"
Milo: "In my tummy." Lifts shirt, points to belly button. "See, right here."
Me: "Where was it before?"
Milo: "In my mouth."
Me: "But where did you get it?"
Milo: "My room."
I know he has a stash in his room somewhere, pilfered from the snack drawer. I just haven't found it yet.