My son was off on one of his monologues about dinosaurs the other day, and he got slightly derailed by some pointed questions from my oldest daughter.

He's totally the acknowledged family expert on all things dinosaur, like, duh. So when my daughter started nit-picking his information sources, he got a bit peeved.

"Look, I have studied this, and I know I'm right and I'm so right I could teach a class on how right I am. I could found a whole dinosaur university. In your face!"

My husband seized on the whole "University of In Your Face" right away, and we had a good time for a minute, discussing possible ways you could work that into a conversation.

Oh, I graduated with honors from the University of IN YOUR FACE. Me? Oh, I had a double major - dinosaurs and IN YOUR FACE.

My oldest announced that the rival school was Your Mama University. Of course it is.

Look how lucky I am. My kids want to name their Sarcastic University in honor of my stellar parenting. IN YOUR FACE.