The Energizer Bunny is at a fantastic age where he likes to go over events, telling it different ways, asking questions, figuring out if he really got the whole story.
So here's the whole story - last weekend I slammed my finger in the car door. It blew.
But it seems the Energizer Bunny's may have gotten slightly more education from the incident -
"Your finger hurts Momma?"
"That's right, kiddo, my finger hurts."
"Your THUMB hurts Momma?"
"Yup, it's my thumb that hurts."
"You closed your thumb in the door?"
"That's right, I closed my thumb in the car door. Silly, huh?"
"That was silly, Momma." Insert fake laugh. "It hurt your thumb, Momma?"
"Yes, it hurt my thumb very badly."
"It hurt a lot?"
"Yep, it hurts a lot."
"It hurt like a bitch, Momma?"
Damn it, I don't even remember saying that.