This morning as I was pulling out of the driveway, I heard the distinct sound of my car running over something. So, as any good mother would say, I let loose with “What the hell was that?!”

Kidlet Jr. looked at me in all seriousness (yet not at all maliciously) saying, “Wouldn’t it be cool if we had one of those things like tv where I could just insert a bleeeep there?”

Yeah. I mean really. What can you say after that? (Certainly not damn.)

***So as to not leave inquiring minds hanging…it was a blue plastic swimming pool that I ran over (and wedged up underneath my car). No, not the inflatable kind. That hard plastic round kind with the neon fish design on the bottom of it that I didn’t even know you could buy anymore. No worries, though. I killed it!

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