Lucy "graduated" from preschool on Friday. Saturday morning, we were talking about school, and what she was going to do this summer, etc. At one point, I said:
"So you're done with school for the summer."
Lucy nods. "Dad, when are you done with work?"
At this point, Maddie chimed in.
"Dad," she said, the look of "duh" showing on her face, "when you're dead!"