Izzy: "Mom, I can run faster than a chicken."
Me: "You can? How do you know?"
Izzy: "Because a long time ago.....twenty sixty years ago....before you were born I caught the chicken!"
Me: "What did you do with the chicken after you caught it?"
Izzy: "I brought it home and ate it."
Me: "OH MY!"
Izzy: "It's okay Mom. It was an evil chicken." Which clearly goes to show you that when you are four, you can justify anything.