Me: "no honey, that's just some dirt."
Tyson: "Mama, why don't you clean the dirt off the floor?"
Me: (exasperated), "Well, I try to keep the house clean but it's winter and everyone is tracking in mud on their boots and you put more food on the floor than in your mouth. Sometimes when I work and come home and am trying to cook a nutritious meal that you will probably never eat, I can't quite manage my time enough to get to the floors okay?"
Tyson: blank stare
Me: "stop judging."