Woolly Bully Ache Leg

Two nights ago Presley and Paxten and I were dancing in my office to Woolly Bully. (Yes, I'm serious. Any time I think of a good song to dance to I'll find it on youtube and put it on and we'll all dance. Usually Presley and Paxten and Lora dance while I watch and smile, but the other night it was just me and the two girls dancing while mommy was in the living room.) 

Me:  Presley go get mommy to dance with us.

P1: Okay

(Ten seconds later Presley comes back from talking to Lora.)

Me:  Presley, where's mommy?

P1:  She doesn't want to dance.

Me:  Why?

P1:  Her leg hurts.  She has a tummy leg.

Me:  A "tummy leg?"

P1:  I mean a ache leg.

Me:  An "ache leg?"

P1:  Yea.

Me:  I see.

(She was trying to take a term that she knew, "tummy ache," and use it to describe her mommy's hurt leg.  I think she was looking for "leg ache," but I liked what she said way better because it made me smile.)