Thanks to therapy, we have people in our home more often, which I think leads to more awkward moments. This week's:
Crocodile: Daddy give me spankin.
Me: What did you say?
Crocodile: He give me spankin.
Me: I don't think... I don't think that's what he means...
Crocodile: He give me spankin. *holds up play food piece of bacon*
Therapist and Me: He gives you BACON!
And yes, B did give Crocodile a small piece of his bacon this morning. And now I'm doing my post-game analysis: did I clarify why I was horrified? Because I wasn't horrified because we spank him but because after signing at least twelve forms that we swear we will not spank I know a looming investigation when I see one. But I didn't SAY any of that...