Inside the Mind of a Four-Year-Old

This is a conversation I had with Savannah earlier today. I still don't know what it means.

Savannah: Daddy, were you ever frozen when you were a kid?
Wayne: I don't know what you are talking about.
S: (exasperated sigh) I mean, when you were a kid. Were you ever frozen? All day long?
W: What are you talking about?
S: I'm talking about frozen.
W: I don't know what you mean by that.
S: I mean, were you ever frozen?
W: No, I was never frozen as a kid.
S: I was.
W: I still have no idea what you're talking about.
S: (bigger sigh) I mean I was frozen one time.
W: Okay...
S: I'm talking about I was frozen all day at school... For six days.
W: If you say so.

This is but a microcosm of life as a parent. How are you supposed to explain to someone whose brain works this way why they need to wash their hands before dinner or wear pants in public? I've decided to give up. I think we'll just let the inmates run the asylum. Until then, I think I'll go figure out how to freeze myself. If only I had a new freezer with that option...