Finally back home. After swimming lessons, we headed over to The Senator's friend's house for some wild play time. Four moms, one dad, and a bazillion children. Or so the noise level seemed to indicate.
The Senator and his friend, Sara, started to play "Find the Bad Guys." I sent them off to find Adolf Hitler in the downstairs playroom. They found him and dispatched of him swiftly. Then The Senator comes upstairs and says, "Hey Mom...where's Oily Ted?" One of the other mother's asked who Oily Ted was. Before I could head off his reply, The Senator says, "You know, Oily Ted Kemmedy. He's a Crat."
Not all the mothers in our play group are quite as conservative as I am.
"Well, look at the time. We better head home for lunch now, Senator! It's been fun seeing you all. My house next week?"
By the way...Have I mentioned yet today that Chris Muir is a genius and impeccable taste in blogs? Thanks, Chris for the comments!!!! You have no idea how much you've made my day!