the last 5 minutes of conversation?

The Kid, coming out of the bathroom: You can tell I wasn’t paying attention…

I’m adding that to the list of things I never want to come out of his mouth again.

He said “threesome” earlier, but I didn’t acknowledge it. I was too scared.

The Kid, just now while watching the baseball game: Uh, is his last name Puto?

Me: Nope. Punto.

The Kid, clearly having paid attention in Spanish class: Okay, because that just wasn’t appropriate.

I’m a single parent this week, which explains why we had McDonald’s for dinner and baseball is on the TV.

I could write another post about the new foster dog we have that won’t stop humping things, even after being neutered, but that kind of post disturbs me way too much.

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