Too smart for my own good

Some days, I'm just too smart for my own good. My long time readers know I taught sarah about "magic" as a cure for problems, from using magic to protect a room to other odds and ends.

But apparantly I taught her too well. She had a toy that had a missing piece(left at grandma's) so she turns to me and says, "Daddy! Its missing, but I'm going to use my magic to make it appear. Abbracadabra, calamazoo, let the piece appear, but not in the zoo!"

Then was slightly disappointed it didnt show up. And turns to me and asks "why didnt it appear, I used my magic?"

Ooops, I did too good of a job, apparantly.