I thought of calling this “kids kill the darnedest things,” but it seemed too provocative. It’s all a big misunderstanding, you know, like Romeo and Juliet. I shouldn’t judge the mind of a child, right? Just go with it.
I think those moments where you have doubts about your kid are good. It balances out all the moments you think they are as charming as newborn kittens and belch diamonds.
P.S. Oh, lordy, almost back to school… 80% not ready.