Lucy’s loose tooth finally fell out last night and tonight we are eating spaghetti for supper.
Joel: Lucy how is your tooth? I mean lack of tooth? I mean…tooth hole?
Lucy: It’s fine. Wanna see?
Rowan: Ew, did you see Lucy’s blood?
Rowan: I saw it. I saw her blood.
Joel: I was trying to be polite while people are eating.
Me: Because not everyone wants to talk about Lucy’s…
Me: Bodily fluids.
Rowan: Like, blood?
Lucy: Ugh, now I feel all squicky.