My 3 year old daughter put a chocolate peanut butter cup in a bowl, watered it with chocolate milk, and confidently told me it would grow into a chocolate bunny by morning. What do I do?
Oh man. This one's easy-peasy. I'm surprised you even bothered coming to me, honestly.
Here's what you do. Source an actual real freshly deceased rabbit. Drizzle it in more chocolate milk. Plonk it into her bowl from a tremendous height before she wakes.
When she discovers it, tell her she'd drowned it. Its death is her fault. And she should feel awful. Problem solved 😘