Football for a three year old.

So, Bryant got put down for a nap just before I started watching the game today. Being put down for a nap amounts to being sent into the downstairs bed room. He pretends to be asleep for a few minutes and then screams, Daddy, I already (pronounced: aw-eddy) did take a nap. Eventually, he either falls asleep or we give in. Well, after the interception drop in the second half, he started screaming and my heart was softened so I went and got him. We got back and I unpaused the game, and on comes the replay.

Bryant looked up at it and said, "Oh, he fumbled it." (All incomplete passes are fumbles.)
"No Bryant, it was incomplete. And it didn't count anyway."
"Didn't count? Why, Daddy?"
Now, Bryant's an awfully smart kid but the intricacies of the game are still a little beyond him. So I didn't try and explain the pass interference rule to him. But I wasn't quite sure what to say. I thought for a minute and he asked me again.
"The referee said that he was being naughty so they had to do it again."
"Oh, okay. He was being naughty."