Honey, where's my ....

Me: Hunny where’s my that one? Him: What that one? Me: My that one lah. That time I put with the that one at there. Him: What thing? At where? Me: That thing like the that one lah, same like that one I put at there. Him: Hah? What thing?? Me: Aiyoh b, how ah? I forgot where I put my that one! Him: You go find yourself. That one that one. True story. Runs in the blood. Even my siblings say that one this one repeatedly. All the way down to my brother’s 3 year-old twins. 🤦🏻‍♀️