“Move a little faster, Honeypots,” I said in irritation to the car ahead of me on the way to school this morning. “That’s a better thing to say than a bad word, Mommy,” Zoe (who has heard me say much worse) piped up from the back seat. “Now you just need to keep saying nice words.”

Gotta love it when your five-year-old puts you in your place!

-M

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