I Want to Be a....

Yesterday at church, the Boy and the Girl started fighting before services even began.  So I pulled the Girl onto my lap and placed the Boy in front of me for a serious talk.  We had this conversation:

Me: Boy, what kind of a boy do you want to be today?

Boy: I want to be a gentleman.

Girl: (very earnestly) And I want to be a butterfly.

Couldn't be mad at all after that.