These are the kinds of discussions the future of the world has on a daily basis. We're sorry, humanity.
Kyle- Aww, he's all out of candy!
Me- yeah, Trici ate the last one. And it's a girl.
Kyle- Oh. What's her name?
Me- *blank stare* It's a Pez.
Kyle- So? It's still a stuffed animal.
Me- Where is the stuffed-ness?
Kyle- It's stuffed with candy.
Me- Not anymore.
Kyle- Well, it was!
Me- Well, he doesn't get one!
Kyle- I thought it was a girl?
Me- …yeah… I said that.
Kyle- How can you even tell? It's doesn't have any… stuff.
Me- There's nothing dangling, so I think we're safe in the assumption that it is a girl.
Kyle- If you gave it a name it'd be more clear.
Me- Hush your face.