Chucky

K: "Joy, how do you kill..."
Me: "What, hon?"
K: "I can't remember, I'll ask you in the morning."
Me: "Okay. Don't forget."
K: "Now I remember. How do you kill Chucky?"
Me: "Chucky is NOT real."
K: "But what if he was."
Me: "God would never let Chucky be real. He takes care of us."

What else do you say to a kid who talks about Chucky once every week or two as they're falling to sleep?