I was given a son.
Scene: Mummy is giving herself a pedicure/manicure in the bedroom. Son arrives.
Son: What you doing Mummy?
Me: Tidying up my nails.
Me: Because Mummy likes to look nice.
Me: *thinks: good question* Because if I don't push this skin back it will split.
Son: Monsters have skin like that.
Me: Thanks buddy... I needed that.