Parenting and family, served with a shot of vodka
As a longtime newspaper reporter, I’ve written a lot of words and phrases over the years.
But every so often, parenting throws me for a loop, resulting in bizarre things my brain would not have imagined on its own.
Two such instances went down over the weekend:
“(Superhero), please don’t put the Woolly Mammoth’s gallbladder in your sister’s eye.”
“(Sweet Pea), let’s keep the Crocodile Dentist game away from Mommy’s boobies, OK?”
Creative use of toys has its limits, don’t cha think?