Abigail: Mommy, if a cactus fell on me, what would happen?
Me: Well, I guess you would get poked with a lot of cactus pokey-things.
Abigail: And then I would need a LOT of band-aids!
Me: I guess so.
Abigail: But we don't HAVE any band-aids?
Me: Well, we don't have any cactuses, either...