In the grocery store produce aisle:

*squeal of delight*

I turn around to see The Caterpillar, carefully cradling in her hand, a Brussels sprout she has found on the ground.

"Ooooh, Look. At. This. Tiny. Little. Thing! It's so cute.  It's precious.  I LOVE IT!  Can we get it Momma?"

"That's a Brussels sprout, honey."

"EEW!" *throws it across the room*