*asher falls down (or more likely takes a tumble on purpose from the couch or coffee table or any other surface he deems suitable for acrobatic tricks)
asher: woah! what happened, mommy!
me: you fell down, bud.
asher: yeah! asher fall down, mommy!
asher: get hand, mommy! get asher's hand!
*he holds out his hand to me
*i help him up
asher: oh, thank you, mama!!
me: you're welcome, stinker.
we have this conversation multiple times a day. "mommy to the rescue" is one of his new favorite games.