A woman I work with, her grandfather had a stroke on Sunday. The outlook for said grandfather is apparently not good. She has two children, and the oldest is five. Her ex-husband, and the boys' father was telling the five year old that great grandfather is really sick and that's why mom is gone, trying to help him get better.
So, later, when mom is talking to her son, the son says: "Dad told me granddad is sick."
Mom: "Yes, he is. So sick he may not get better and we'll be without him."
Son: "Give him chicken soup, mom. That'll make it better."
If that's not Chicken Soup for the soul, I don't know what is.