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Minifob had a rough day at school the other day, and he asked me to come "hang out" with him for a bit, which generally translates to laying on his bed with him while he tearfully recounts what went wrong and ponders the meaninglessness of life and all that angsty stuff.
So we're laying on his bed together, he's getting emotional, and his sister wanders into the room. In an instant, Minifob leaps out of bed, holds up his hands, and yells, "Honey! I can explain!"
God help me, I laughed. So hard. And this is why my kids will tell inappropriate jokes for the rest of their days.
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