Ember decided she needed to sit on me this evening. Like most five-year-olds she can't sit still for more than 2 seconds so she was quickly squiggling around all over the place. She must have hit an awkward angle or something because she suddenly said:
Em: ouch! Ow!
Me: What?Em: Keep your hurtings to yourself!
Me: I'm not moving; you're the one squiggling around on my lap.
Em: Well move your lap! Ow!