Charlie: mom, remember when you were a bad mom?
Me: When was I a bad mom?
Charlie: firteen seconds ago you turned into a bad mom. the embalizer turned you into one. it's like something that goes into your nose and makes you blow. Then it turns you into a bad mom, or a bad dad, or a bad stella.
Me: and what did I do?
Charlie: You made disgusting cookies

I can't figure out where any of these things came from. Sometimes we have the strangest conversations around this place. At least it wasn't potty talk, I'm so very tired of potty talk.