Me: Ew. That's why God invented MEN, sweetheart; should've gotten your dad to do it.
K: I didn't feel like yelling at him from my room. So when I got the tissue and killed it, it just felt wrong.
K: Mom? I know why there are roaches.
Me: Yeah? Besides making everyone sick, spreading disease and grossing me out?
K: Yep. They're waiting for a nuclear fallout so they can take over the world. Hahaha!
Me: That makes ALL KINDS of sense, sweetheart. Are you running a fever?
(I think it's noteworthy to mention that she said SHE will be the sole survivor of said fallout, and her job will be to kill all the roaches. UM. Okay.)