Maddie bit the inside of her cheek tonight.  This was apparently equivalent to loosing a limb.  I suggested she gargle with warm salt water.  This is basically the conversation that followed:

What will it taste like? 
salt

But what will it taste like?
the ocean

But what will it taste like?
an enormous potato chip.

a few minutes later

But what will it taste like?
poison.

(and this is a direct quote)

"Oh my goodness, but I don't like poison."


Big sigh.