Thanks for jamming up my entire week because of your damn fool appetites. Last night at dinner Her Awesomeness and I got stuck trying to explain to Noodle who the governor was, and what his job was and so forth. It was the "why is he quitting?" question that stumped us - because even the smartest four-and-a-half-year-old girl on the planet doesn't need to know what hookers and money-laundering are. Not just yet, anyway.
We were having enough trouble with Noodle asking "daddy, what's a reptile dysfunction?" thanks to those advertising idiots. Now this.