Parents say...the dumbest shit.....

So I'm enjoying my morning coffee this fine day as I'm listening to the lovely wife struggle with the princess. I'm well aware of this ritual, I usually do not interfere...this is girly stuff. For reasons I'm still pondering, I decided to participate.... Wife...Drink your milk, you need to, it's important.. Princess...I don't like milk Wife...Drink it anyway, c'mon.. Princess...No, I don't like milk.. Zig...Princess, did you know that every time a child makes her mom mad......someplace a carebear gets dipped in poop? Princess...(Bemused WTF?? look on her face)?? Ummmn...I don't have any carebears.. Zig...Well that's ok, I'm sure you have friends that do.....and it'll be your fault next time one tells you it's been dipped in poop.. Princess...Cool!!! In retrospect, I perhaps should have thought this one through. After all, now that I think of it, I used to step on cracks when I was her age and mad at my mom.....:)