Hmmm

Doster:    Mommy, I am learning from my Jack Johnson song that I need to wear cool jammies and cool shirts.  So I need to change my shirt.

Mommy: Okay, what about this shirt?

Doster:    Ummmm, no.  That shirt is handsome, not cool.

Seems like I am constantly saying, in my head, "my bad" these days.  Again, I had no clue what I was talking about.  I had this thought right before I pulled his dresser drawer out too far and it fell on my toe - augh MY BAD!