Madelynn:: (calling from bed) MOMMMMMM!
Me: (rushing in to see what the "emergency" is) Yes, dear?
Madelynn: I NEED Mike!
Me: Honey, he can't sleep with you tonight because he has flea medicine on.
Madelynn: Oh. Mom (catching me as I am nearly out of hearing distance), what are fleas?
Me: (returning to her bedside) Those little bugs that make you itchy. Goodnight.
Madelynn: Oh no! I have fleas! Scratch my back!!!!
Me: (scratching her back, and by this time Daddy has come in to my rescue) No, Honey. You don't have fleas. Now go to sleep.
Daddy leans in for a kiss on the cheek!
Madelyn: (panicked!) Daddy!!!
You have fleas on your face!!
It itched me!!
Karl: No, that's just my beard.
Madelynn: Daddy? I think you have fleas in your beard.