Little sister: "Can I please have more turkey?"
Mommy (who just happens to be me): "It's actually chicken. But sure."
Big sister: "Yeah, don't you know the difference in chicken and turkey?"
Little sister: "They're the same. They're birds."
Big sister: "They *are* both birds, but there IS a difference. A very important difference."
Little sister: "What's the difference?"
Me (thinking that this should be stellar): "Um... yeah... what IS the difference?"
Big sister: "Turkeys are the ones that dress up like peacocks. You know... for Halloween."
Little sister (thinking about it, and evidently coming to the conclusion that this is a satisfactory answer): "Oh, okay!"
Me: "Oh. Um... okay?"
Dare I even ask?
You know I can't resist.
Me: "And chickens?"
Big sister: "Well, chickens? Chickens HATE Halloween."
Doesn't EVERYBODY know that??
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