Just had "the talk" with my little guy. OK, so it's not the first time I've had the talk...the first was when he and the big guy were young and I read the same book to them that my parents had read to me when I was about five. I remember the looks on their faces and imagine it was the same look of horror/disbelief/disgust that I had given my parents when they presented me with the same information.
Anyway, "the talk" from last night.
Me: "You know, all those hip hop lyrics do a bad job of conveying what love and love making really are."
Little guy: "Duh, mom."
Well, OK then, my job here is done! Thinking I won't have to address this any more, right? Check that off my "to do" list!
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