On the way home today (sort of home, really on the way to the free babysitting at parent-teacher conferences, which both Hubs and I had tonight until 8:00, which leads to one more week of never-ending tiredness, but that's another story entirely)...so on the way home:
B: Mom, today we heard a rhyme about an old lady. She swallowed many things, until she swallowed a horse and died.
Me: Wow. That's really sad, and pretty gross.
B: I'm sorry I talked about it, but it was quite 'portant.
Me: Yes, it's an important story. Did you like the story about the old lady who swallowed a fly?
B: Yes! But...I was so nervous while I listened. Really nervous.
Have I mentioned lately how much I love my kids?
Wow, I really do.