Conversations from the Backseat

In the car riding home from the splash pad.

A: Mamma I've got a little boo boo on my big knee.

Me: You do? Oh no, what happened?

A: I cut it with the scissors.

Me: You cut it with the scissors? When did you have scissors?

A: At summer camp. We were cutting paper.

Me: Well, how did you cut yourself with the scissors on your knee?

A: I thought it was paper.