The Prettiest Girl

Sky went upstairs to use the bathroom a few minutes ago. She has been changing underwear multiple times per day, simply because she wants to wear every pair she owns every day, so I asked her not to change her underwear. Then she came down with a different pair of pants on.

Sky: "Close your eyes, Mom!"

Me: "Sky, why did you change you pants?"

Sky: "Because these pants are really pretty."
Me: "I know, but you were wearing a different pair of pants when you went upstairs."
Sky: "Well, I am the prettiest girl so I need these pretty pants."

Me: "I'm not pretty?"

Sky: "Oh! Well, yes, you are. But I am the prettiest girl. Too... So I need to wear these pretty pants today."

Me: "Now I have to wash two pairs of pants instead of one."
Sky: "Well that's okay. These ones are really pretty."

So logical. As Sky would say, "it just makes sense."