Nova: "Mom, I want eggs to dye."

Me, Gasping: "Why, Nova, that's such a mean thing to say!"

Nova: "Why Mom, what did I do?"

Me: "You said you want eggs to dye."

Nova: "I do, I mean it."

Me: "Well, I don't think that's very nice."

Nova "Mom, cut it out!"

Me: "You could just say something like, I never want to see another egg for the rest of my life! But, NOOOOO, You have to go and say you want eggs to dye!"

Nova: "Mom, that's not funny."

*Heh*

I start torturing them with my idiocy when they're young.

HAPPY EASTER!!!