After the last few nights when Katie fell asleep like a log, tonight's bedtime was more adventuresome. On the fifth or so intervention, I went into her room to find out what was wrong and was told quite earnestly that "Jet take rocket soup." Now, daisy_knotwise had been explaining to Katie that she was hearing jets from O'Hare. But what this had to do with rocket soup (jet fuel maybe?) was a mystery to me.
Until Gretchen explained that there's a character named Rocket in Little Einstein's and that they'd brought him soup on a jet.