At dinner tonight . . .
Philip: "Now, remember, Micaiah, when all of your milk is gone, it's gone. That's it."
Micaiah: "Ok. . . . Now, remember, the monsters are coming."
Yeah, she kind of cracks us up.
(Side note: there had been no previous discussion of monsters or anything of the sort at all this afternoon, so this friendly reminder really did come out nowhere. I kind of feel we need to buy her a soapbox and let her stand on the street corners of a thriving metropolis to declare the end of the world. It's an important message and she needs to get it out there.)