(This is what I have to listen to, while I’m trying to cook dinner.”
Xavier: “The dog likes me better, because he’s MAN’S best friend, not woman’s best friend. What is woman’s best friend, anyway?”
Caolinn: “Tampons.”
Xavier: “What are tampons?”
Caolinn: “Mom!”
Me: “You got yourself into this one, get yourself out of it.”
Caolinn: (sigh) “You know how once a month, women bleed from their hoohah?”
Xavier: “Ugh, yeah.”
Caolinn: “Tampons help you, so you don’t leak.”
Xavier: “Ewwww.”
Caolinn: “Well, when you’re married, you’re going to need to deal with this. Well, if you’re married to a woman; if you’re married to a man, you won’t.”
Xavier: “God, I really hope I wind up gay.”
Caolinn: “We all do, Xavier.”