Background: Out in front of my apt... there is a ramp that goes down to the sidewalk. The edge of it is painted yellow to warn people that there is small step down. (It doesn't work. My dad & grandma both fell off it.) Anyway... I have the girls line up on the yellow line while I load H... and then I open their van door to load them. N: [in a shrill, girly screech] Stand on the Yellow LINE!!!!!!!!!! STAND ON THE YELLOW LINE!!! S! STAND ON THE YELLOW LINE!!!!!!! Me: Natalee... what color is the line? N: Green. [every time!]