I was being attacked the other day by both children, who love me, and who love my blue cashmere sweater even more. The four-year-old was laying on top of me cooing to my sweater. "Sooo soft, I love you, sweater!" The six-year-old was scrambling for access, and in the process jabbed me in the tit.
"It's ok, but please watch your elbows, ok?"
"I know, Mommy. With Daddy I have to be careful of my knees, and with you I have to be careful with my elbows."
And there you have it. Boys are different than girls.