When you're on the phone with your near hysterical bff, while she recounts how she may have just torpedoed her marriage and you hear your not-quite-4-year-old pipe up from her car seat in back, "Mom? Does Tia Ana have a boyfriend that's not her husband?"
You're driving down the road, on your way to lunch, and your still-car-seat-bound kid shouts, "Hey! The sign says 35 and the car says 45. You're gonna get arrested!"
You reach out to pick up a tiny bag of frosted animal crackers in a convenience store and your ten-year-old yanks them out of your hand and says, "You're pregnant with my sister and you're eating garbage? Really? Buy a salad. You don't want diabetes at your age."
I have too many to count with my oldest. He is fearless when it comes to telling people things. He has gotten better. He is 10 and still sometimes make me nervous what he is going to say. He once told my husband's co-working that smoking is disgusting. He agreed with my son but my son and I had a long talk. I did make sure he apologized.
When my son turned 9 he asked if I knew what was going to happen to him in 4 years. Well I though he was going to say a teenager but that was not it. He told me he was going to start producing sperm. He read about it from a book. I made sure he knew not to tell other people what he learned. He looked at me and asked if that includes kids. I told him especially kids. He then asked me why so I told him that parents like to tell their kids about those kinds of thing when they think they are ready. He seemed ok with that answer but I am still holding my breath until he lets it slip. He keeps me on my toes
When my kid asks an obviously obese person why they're so fat.... its was not meant to be mean he was genuinely curious.
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