Well, it doesn't suck

Me: Lily, it's really going to suck if we have to stay in the house all day because you won't clean up your toys like I asked you to.

Lily: What does "suck" mean.

Me: (distracted) Uh, bad.

Cut to thirty minutes later after I've just peeled and segmented an orange for Anya. She's worried about the "skin" and keeps asking if each piece has "kin" on it.

Lily: That one is good, Anya. It's not suck!