In the bathroom this morning, Sam was on the potty and I was getting out of the shower.
Sam: What's that on you back, Mom? (The kid can't say "your" to save his life).
Me: It's a tattoo.
Sam: You wash it off?
Me: No. It's permanent. Someone drew it there when I was younger.
Sam: When you younger?
Sam: Oh. You have old eyes now.