Conversation with a Four Year Old

I and the four year old in question are in the backyard. She is intently (intensity is a trade-mark of this particular yound lady) stomping her feet on a flagstone.

4yrold: I'm stepping on ants.

Me: Why honey?

4yrold: I don't like them. I'm stepping on them. Demonstrates additional stomping with added emphasis.

Me: Hon, if you step on them, they'll die and they won't be alive anymore. You don't want to do that, do you?

4yrold: Where's my chalk?