My sister is sick. I understand that this is frequently a side effect of living in India.
Me: Your poor aunt is sick.
Princess: Why?
Me: Probably something she ate in India.
Princess: Why?
Me: Well maybe someone put dirty hands or dirty water on it.
Princess: Why?
Me: I don’t know, anyway, your poor aunt got a bug.
Princess: What?
Me: You know a bug, like a germ.
Princess: That you get from not washing your hands after doing a poo.
Me: YES.
Princess (to my sister): Stop eating poo.