I was baby sitting tonight and the girl I'm babysitting said the cutest thing:
Her: "Can I kiss your owie?"
Me: "No, look at it, its really yuckie, you don't want to put your mouth on that!"
Her: "Oh, Ok."
Me: "If you want you can blow it a kiss."
Her: "No! That doesn't work, its not a real kiss."
Me: "Oh yeah, who told you that isn't a real kiss?
Her: "It just isn't."
Me: "How do you know that?"
Her: "Well, I just know everything."
I got my stitches out today, and my knee looks nasty. This girl's little sister actually told me "Your owie makes me sick." I hear ya, it kinda makes me sick too, I'm ready for it to be gone.