I had two young friends with me last night when I picked up Scott. They adore him and he adores them. On the way home, I hear the following
T: Scott, what did you do at Grammy's today?
S: I fell down the stairs, but it didn't hurt.
Yes, my son is two and when asked about his day he talks about the stairs. Maybe it was because mom had just told me about it when I picked him up. She said he got right up. Told her it didn't hurt. Then rubbed his chin and said that hurt a little. Funny kid.