He's pawing through the pocket litter on my dresser.
"What's this?" Little Monkey asked. "Oh, it's a multi-tool."

It's a Swiss Army knife.
"It looks like a multi-tool."
I conceded that it was a sort of multi-tool, but that when I was growing up we didn't have multi-tools as such so .. it's a Swiss Army knife. I deployed the various tools and showed him what they were for. Concluded with the ritual warning about knives and other sharp objects. Endured a small eye-roll: yes dad, I know that part by now.
Kids are neat.
"What's this?" Little Monkey asked. "Oh, it's a multi-tool."

It's a Swiss Army knife.
"It looks like a multi-tool."
I conceded that it was a sort of multi-tool, but that when I was growing up we didn't have multi-tools as such so .. it's a Swiss Army knife. I deployed the various tools and showed him what they were for. Concluded with the ritual warning about knives and other sharp objects. Endured a small eye-roll: yes dad, I know that part by now.
Kids are neat.