Lately, Henry's been battling a bit of a diaper rash. Every now and then, he'll do a weird, little, wiggle dance.
I'll ask, "Hey. What's goin' on over there?"
Henry will say, "My bottom's hurting. I've gotta bad sword."
And, no. He's not talking about his anatomy (well, he is, but not with regard to the word sword in the way that some people like to use it). He's trying to say, "sore."
This is why having kids can be hilarious.