Sydney, 5, and I were at the park. It was unseasonably warm here in Michigan and we were playing outside.
“Do you know what ‘whore’ is?” she asked me.
Did she just say “whore”?
She must have noticed I was stymied. “You know,” she continued. “Like ‘whore’ movies? They’re scary.”
Horror. She’s trying to say HORROR.
“I like scary whore things,” Sydney finished.
I honestly just let her have that conversation with herself there, folks.
I was too gobsmacked to reply!!
Oh, well. Tomorrow’s another day to be a good, responsive mommy.