And the Oscar goes to....

We were out playing on the driveway when Greyson fell down and skinned his hand. It was bleeding a tad and so I offered to get him a band-aid. Quinn piped up that she wanted one too and I told her that she didn't need one because she hadn't fallen. So, Quinn then proceeds to carefully lie down on the driveway and start this quite realistic crying jag and in between sobs informs me that she fell down and needed a band-aid. I hear Hollywood calling.