In the Car on the Way to Nana and Papa's

(Calvin and Tate had been arguing and Cal was getting rather mouthy from the back of the van.)

Mom: Cal, your mouth needs to stop. It's done. You know, Nana has soap at her house to, so watch it. Listen, let's just talk about something else. Something nice. What do you think Nana is going to have to eat?

The Bird (happily): SOAP!