Charlie and I walking down the street towards home, after his bedtime.
Charlie, age 10 (excitedly): Daddy, Flash Dancers has moved!!!
Me (in my head): Does he know what Flash Dancers is? [Ed note: it’s a strip club] If he DOES know, how does he know? But how in the world COULD he know?
Me (finally able to speak): Whaaaaaaatttttt???
Charlie: Oh, nothing. It’s just there on the sign on top of the taxi.
Me: <huge sigh of relief. didn’t use the opportunity to discuss strip clubs further>
Charlie, age 10 (excitedly): Daddy, Flash Dancers has moved!!!
Me (in my head): Does he know what Flash Dancers is? [Ed note: it’s a strip club] If he DOES know, how does he know? But how in the world COULD he know?
Me (finally able to speak): Whaaaaaaatttttt???
Charlie: Oh, nothing. It’s just there on the sign on top of the taxi.
Me: <huge sigh of relief. didn’t use the opportunity to discuss strip clubs further>
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