Rowen and I were having breakfast this morning and he was sitting on his feet bouncing in the chair. Here's our conversation.
Me: Rowen, please sit on your bottom. You may fall if you bounce and I would be sad and cry if you were hurt.
Rowen: Then your eyes would cry and your nose would get a bunch of boogers.
Me: Yeah, I guess so.
Rowen: Then you would need to blow your nose, mama.