Bad Mammalamma

They learn too young…

Last night at dinner, my husband and I were discussing movies, as we often do. I was sarcastically bemoaning the lack of explosions and aliens in whatever grown-up movie he’d just mentioned, and then my seven-year-old son leaned over. He put his hand on mine and said sincerely, “Don’t worry, Mommy — we still have Independence Day.” Ouch.

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