A little dialogue that took place during my latest visit with my parents:

 

Mom: "There is a huge amount of your old children's books in the attic. Could you please check if you want to keep them and take them with you?"

Me - thinking about my crammed bookshelf at home and fearing the worst: "How many are there?"

Mom: "About twenty or thirty."

Me - laughing out loud: "Ah... okay..."