Ew...

As ongoing evidence that Abbey is infinitely more together than I am, the following exchange took place as we watched an episode of The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy, in which a steroid-laden Kurt Russell derivative graphically dismembers, bisects and disembowels dozens of zombies with a chainsaw, only to have all the zombie fragments reassemble into one viscous Überzombie:

Me: That's gross.
Abbey: [pattig my shoulder] Dad, they're zombies. They're supposed to be gross.

Someday she'll be guiding me reassuringly through dim alleys at night. (Oh, and she recognized the show's Star Wars reference. That's my girl!)