I'm okay...You don't know how many times I heard that from my son. Or this variation...I'm okay, don't tell Mom...

When our son was little and not to steady on his feet and would fall down, we would instead of waiting for him to cry tell him that he's okay, and to get up. We wouldn't pick him up just to pick him up for falling down. Later on as he grew up we heard that phrase a lot. He's 27, a father and he's okay,