Anyone else ever had a child say this:
"Well, Mama, Jesus told me I needed a whip. So, I made one and I made the strings the right size for you. They were too long."
(The little miscreants cut the strings to the blinds in their room. Of course, they were up...and I'll let you engineers figure out what that means for the fate of the blinds.)
P.S. I have no idea how they snuck out of their room and got the scissors!