5 minutes later a voice comes from the back seat;
Ian: Mommy, I falled down in the garage.
Ian: I got a ouchie on my face.
Me: Yes, you did. Are you okay now?
Ian: You threw me down the stairs.
Me: No baby, you fell down the stairs.
Ian: Yeah! You throwed me.
Gees kid. What am I going to do with him.