Converse, Rinse, Repeat

This morning I woke Eli up early to ask him if he had practiced his sax last night.
His groggy "Yes, for a half an hour." was all I needed to hear and told him to go back to sleep.

I came out to the kitchen to make Poppers' breakfast and he said. "Were you just talking to Eli?"
"Yeah, I asked him if he had practiced last night."
"Oh."

Not five minutes later--I kid you not--Poppers said, "Hey were you talking to Eli?"
I looked at him in disbelief, "Didn't we just have this conversation?"
The look on his face was the realization that he had just asked me the same thing twice.
"Why you bringing it up again then?" he said with a smile.

Hello loony bin? Get my room ready, please.