Hayes and I were going down the road on Monday of this week. We were in my mom's car and this is how the conversation went:
Hayes: "Mom, GiGi has birdshit on her window."
Me: (jerking my head his direction) "Hayes, what did you just say?"
Hayes: (never missing a beat) "Gigi has birdshit on her window."
Me: (looking surprised at how casually he said that) "Hayes we do not talk like that, do I need to wash your mouth out?"
Hayes: "No m'am."
Oh the joys and surprises of parenting!
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