Me: Did you hear that they got a thimbleful of water from Mars?
Me: Yeah, the NASA scientist said that the champagne was flowing in the lab. (See how I can work champagne into so many conversations? It's a gift...)
MasterP: Does that mean that there are little green martian men on Mars? I'm going to go and get one and come back and scare people with it!
LaMag: I'M going to go get a PINK one and she'll be a princess named Strawberry Shortcake!!!
MasterP: MAGGIE!!!! You can't have a pink martian. They're GREEN. The pink ones are from someplace else. Pfeh.
LaMag: MMMOOOMMMMMYYYYYY! Paul is mean and he says I can't have a pink martian and I want a PINK one!
At this time, the headache that I'd been battling all day returned. With great vengeance.