Bath time conversations

Tonight in the bath Noah was inspecting his latest "owie" that he got from wiping out on the driveway. It's a large gash on his knee and he looked up at me watching him and tried to hold up his leg to me.

"It's my owie, Mama. Kiss it."

So I leaned over to give his knee a kiss but I got his leg instead.

"It's right there, Mama. Try again." As he points to his knee.

Oh man. I laughed so hard. "Try again."

Have I said how much I love this talking stage (most of the time)?