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?
Easy. 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, and when she discovers it, tell her she'd drowned it and its death is her fault and she should feel awful.