Mud in my eye

Me to my 6-year-old last week, as she sat cuddled on my knee talking about her school day:
"Sweetheart, you have such beautiful eyes. Just like the ocean, they are."

Her almost-8-year-old sister, overhearing, instantly cuts in:
"What about MY eyes? Are THEY beautiful?"

"Oh yes," I say. "Like melted chocolate. Two warm pools of deliciousness!"

She smiles. Then she looks at me thoughtfully, staring into my undistinguished brown-hazel eyes, and says,
"Mum, your eyes ... they're just like ... dirt."

That's so sweet, pet ;-)