That's complicated.

So, Tori and I were listening to my iPod in the car today, and the Glee version of 'Poker Face' came on.  Tori likes that song, so we turned it up, and she's singing along.  Then she stops, and says, "Hey, mama, what's a poker face?"  So, I launch into a five minute explanation about poker, and cards, and bluffing, and having a good poker face.  I get done, and she says, "Oh." ... Almost a full minute later, she goes, "Mama, that's complicated."  I'm fairly certain, however, that she'll remember some of the explanation later.  Like, the next time I tell her to do something, or else I'll *fill-in-the-blank*; she's going to bust out with, "Mama, you're just bluffing."

In other news, 'Courage the Cowardly Dog' is one messed-up show.  xD  We love it, though.  Peace out!