Dad, it was rhinitis
When I was little, I would often sit on my dad's lap, take a box of raisins and take one for myself and put the other in his mouth. One time something was bothering me, so I decided to get rid of it, so I just had a kid's nose movement. I took out my prey and wanted to show my dad. But he didn't even look at what I was holding, he just ate it thinking it was raisin, which I was outraged to say, "Dad, it was rhinitis!"