Sammy had gotten into the fridge pulled out a large glass jar of applesauce and had come to get me to open it. I, being the worry wart mom that I am, told him that he should ask me because if he dropped the glass jar that it would break and cut him because the pieces would be sharp. When I served him his applesauce he was a bit apprehensive and touched it with his finger and said, "ouch, sharp!" I responded, "No the applesauce isn't sharp, it's soft and smooth," and he repeated, "Yep, cows go moo-ooooo!"
He was then content with my answer and gobbled down his applesauce.