Always a thinker...

Jackson fell off of some playground equipment today and he scraped up his knee pretty bad in the process. When we were walking over to a bench to clean it up I asked him "does it hurt bad enough that we need to cut it off?" Through his tears he managed to look at me and say, "Mom you can't just cut my knee off. My leg wouldn't bend anymore and I would look really silly walking around with my shin sewn onto my thigh." Yep, my boy's a thinker...