At least there's Jerry

In my home with a 4 1/2 year old we have more than our fair share of wrestling matches, most of which end up with either of us pretending to be "knocked out" or "dead" at some point.  So, yesterday during my turn of playing dead the bean starts pounding on my chest.  I can't help but chuckle and ask 

"What are you doing"  knowing he's doing CPR.  He replies  "PRC".  I chuckle and with a touch of pride ask him where he learned how to do that.  "mommy" he says "the mouse teached me".  I sit up now because the PRC has obviously worked and bewildered ask "what mouse?".  "You know, the one on tv."  "Mickey?"  I ask.  "Nooohhh,  him not know PRC.  Jerry knows PRC."  Now I'm still not getting it, but knowing my child there is no telling where he is going with this.  So, bravely I ask "who's Jerry?".   "Mommy, you know, him gets chased by the cat".  Okay I got it now "do you mean Tom and Jerry?".  "Yes him.  Him the mouse teached me.".  Well alright then, there ya go, and since I can't be the one to teach them everything, thankfully, there's Jerry to help.  

Chersty