T. has been studying community helpers this month at school. Today, his teacher asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up, a job description, and how much he would be paid.
My darling son's response:
Job: I want to be a grown up.
Description: I can use bad words.
Compensation: I want to get paid 2 moneys.
Hmm, I guess he was really listening last night after I said GD and explained that, yes I had used a bad word, and when you're a grown up, you can use bad words too.
I am mother of the year.