Luke: Mom, it feels like poison is in my nose.

Me: What!?!

Luke: Poison.

Me: Luke, did you put something up your nose?!?

Luke: No, it just feels like there is poison in it.

Me: Son, what do you mean? What does it feel like?

Lily (in background): Poison, Mom, he's saying poison. It feels like poison.

Luke: Poison, it feels like poison is in my nose.

Me (very concerned, examining his nose): Buddy, I don't understand what you're saying. I don't know what "poison" feels like. Just tell me how you nose feels.

Luke (slow and deliberate): Mom, it feels like a tiger is biting my nose.



Oh, so that's how poison feels.