Kevin and I have had our head-butts but Kevin also knows I'd give him the shirt off my back if he needed it

Speaking of which, here was a recent conversation in our house last week, when I was taking some jackets to the basement to make room for something else:

Katy: "Dada, where did you get that jacket? That's not yours"
Me: "Katy, that came from my..."
Gwen (interrupting): "Katy, that's from dada's boyfriend"
Katy: "Dada, that's silly"