Hello? CPS? Yes, There’s Been a Misunderstanding.

Well played, zoo...well, played.

Well played, zoo…well, played.

Mom: “Where are you meeting your friends?”

Me: “We’re going to Lola’s.”

Mom: “What is that?”

Me: “It’s that tapas bar on 7th.”

Caolinn: (stops texting for the first time in hours…) “What!?  Why would you go there!?  And why would you tell grandma you’re going there in front of me!?  That’s disgusting!”

Me: “Ummm…huh?”

Caolinn: “A topless bar!”

Me: “Tapas, Caol…TAPAS!”

Caolinn: “Oh…is that dirty?”

Me: “Not even a little.”