As we were sitting down to our Thanksgiving dinner yesterday, we partook in our annual ritual of talking about all the things we were thankful for. The kids, naturally, were mostly thankful for friends, families and toys. When it was my turn, I decided to add some frivolity to the mix and decided to quote our pastor. I told everyone I was thankful for my smoking hot wife. Everyone chuckled, and I quickly forgot about it.
Well, I briefly forgot about it.
Not 5 minutes later my son looks up and says "Mommy, you're smoking. That's why your shirt is red."
I think I'll be out of the doghouse in 5 years or so.
If he says it in public, maybe never *grin*