I'm still working on finals, so though I have longer, funnier stories in the works (cough Dieffen-vacation cough) they have to wait until next week. But sometimes things happen that just deserve a blog post, even if it is a short one...
Last night we had to make a family Costco run, which is always an adventure with both kids. I usually end up being a stressed sample chauffeur and leave without my bulk laundry detergent and toilet paper. However, we were out of milk, so off to Costco we went. The boys weren't *too* terrible because we bribed them with pizza. However, at the check stand they were freaking out, screaming for pizza, and airing family dirty laundry (Levi: "My mom put a table on the sidewalk because she wants someone to steal it!"). I jokingly asked the checker if he wanted one of the kids for free, and he replied, "Sure!" So when we got home, I just had to talk about it...
Me (to Erich): "What young guy wants a kid? He didn't sound like he was kidding. All I kept thinking was that he was probably a pedophile."
Erich: "SERIOUSLY, Jen? *That's* what you were thinking?! I'm pretty sure that the Costco guy isn't a pedophile..."
Me: "You don't know that. I'm betting he's a pedophile... Everyone is a pedophile until proven otherwise."
Levi: "Haha! Pedophile! Pedophile!" (At this point I notice the kids are within earshot...)
Wyatt: "Ped-o-phile! Ped-o-phile!"
Erich: "Look! See what you did!"
Wyatt and Levi (singing): "Ped-o-phile, ped-o-phile, PED-O-PHILE...."
Erich: "The kids are singing a pedophile song. Great."
Me: "Well, awareness is a good thing, right?"
And the kids kept singing.... How was I supposed to know they'd pick *that* word to latch on to and sing?? Maybe we can add some words and market it as a stranger danger song...