My mum still tells the story of how my sister once yelled for her in the middle of the night. She dashed through to our room to be told, "AFSP's just eaten my eggybread."
And my brother once very seriously asked her, "Mum, why are you a teapot?" We never figured out where that came from.
(Eggybread is just bread dipped in beaten egg and fried, btw. I don't know if there's another term for it.)