This morning, Francesca was buttering her toast and commented on our choice of margarine:
"I Can't Believe It's Not Butter? Mommy, is that a joke??"
I was howling. I forget sometimes that she is learning to read. Plus our kids are mini-advertising geniuses. They know EVERY sign, brand, slogan...Scott and I thought that was so funny. She got confused, because of course, it LOOKS like butter. No further explanation needed.