My youngest and I were working on cleaning out the garage yesterday. We were explaining how we had to properly dispose of some old paint. It was old enough that it had separated and the cans were rusted shut. We discussed how the old paint could be poisonous.

Later that evening K was explaining the poison and what we were doing with it to her sister...

L. (smiling) I've drank poison before and I didn't even die.

Without pause and without malice her sister responded.

K. I know. That's because you are evil.