Literalist

DH was tucking M&M in the other night before bed, and M&M said something about being really annoyed with her stuffy nose.

DH sympathetically said something like, "Oh, yeah, stuffy noses are the worst."

He finished praying with M&M and then went across the room to Ebee's bed. She had been lying there quietly, but looked up at him with a confused frown.

"Daddy, isn't leukemia worse than snuffles?"

"What?" He was confused.

"You said stuffy noses were the worst. Isn't leukemia worse than snuffles?"

Well, yes, actually.