A conversation with Mariel (subtitle: Do I need to call the health department?)
I am home with the kids today- Brooke has the day off.  They were "cooking" in the play kitchen- Noella stirring up some plastic monkey stew, Mariel making ice cream.
Mariel, bringing her pot and a spoon over: Here mom, here is some ice cream.  Its princess ice cream!
Me: Thank you!
Mariel: Its made with real princesses. 
Me, with a surprised look: Oh!
Mariel: Don't worry, they are dead.  And I mashed them up.  It is delicious.