Emily’s questions are getting harder all the time. One of her favorites right now is, “Daddy, I want to ask you sumpthing, OK? – is [this or that person or thing] really real, I mean really?” Like the other day, I showed her an article about Steve Burns, 
who used to be the host of the kid’s show Blue’s Clues, but left to record a rock album. So she says, “So he’s really real, huh?” and I say, “Yeah, he’s a real guy,” and she asks, tentatively with big eyes, “does that mean Blue’s real too?” and I have to say, “No, honey, Steve and Joe are real, but Blue’s just a cartoon.”
She’s very into a couple of Christmas books about the birth of the baby Jesus, and she asked me if Jesus was really a king when he grew up, and I said yes, but I think she’s going to be disappointed when she learns the ending to the story. Then there’s the whole Santa thing – hoo boy.
At least we haven’t kept her in the dark about where meat comes from.
So, for several minutes, I would ask the two young’uns, “where would Cinderella be without…” and they would yell “the evil stepmother!” Where would The Little Mermaid™ be without Ursula the Sea Hag? Where would Little Red be without the big bad wolf? Well, you get the idea, but it’s a fun game, the girls enjoyed it, and you can go on as long as you like. Heck, you can even do voices like Darth Vader, if you’re into that sort of thing.