The other day, the Baby C's and I were sitting around, just watching movies and eating snacks, with Big J and Consuela's precious little, Miss S. I must have forgotten my manners for a moment and burped...maybe kind of loudly. (side note: I have three sons and a husband who barely qualifies as an adult- I swear I do it in self defense). Big Baby C looked at me, totally horrified. "Moooom!" He said, pointing at Miss S "There are CHRISTIANS in the house!"
Fine. I'll admit that there's something amiss in his religious education because somehow, he thinks Christians don't burp.