"What happened?", I said, bending down to inspect.
"I don't know", he replied.
"Ow, ow!", he continued. "That's why I have to take my shirt off!"
I am seriously being left behind in the world of preschool logic.
Moments later, he emerged from the bathroom, saying "All done!". Then he proceeded to put his shirt back on.
I don't even pretend to understand his miraculous eye cure.