the rest of us are just glad
we don't live in it.
Munchkin: What's that book called, Mommy?
Me, stalling: Uh . . . it's a love story.
Munchkin: But what's it called? [spelling] Y-O-U-S-U-C-K.
Me: That spells LOVE STORY. Really.
Munchkin: No, it doesn't, Mommy.
Me: Redirect! Redirect! Here's a cookie!