I picked Caden and his friend up from the Strawberry Festival yesterday and was headed to drop his friend off at home. Both boys were riding in the backseat. I really wasn't paying much attention to the conversation between these two 13-year-old boys until something caught my ear.
Caden: I couldn’t tell if they were real or fake. Could you?
Me: (Without even thinking, spoken in a shocked and shrill tone of voice)
Are you two talking about boobs?
I turned around to see Alec with a mouth full of strawberries, eyes wide open as he burst into hysterical laughter and both boys responded in between their laughter with a loud NO.
Caden: We were talking about those fake people in front of the church. They look real.
Laughter continues. My face is now flushed and I am now laughing, explaining myself and apologizing.
Caden: Mom, I will never look at you the same again.
More laughter. Maybe I need to get my head out of the gutter.
Last night I drove back past the church and saw the fake people (a.k.a. statues).
I laughed out loud just thinking about it.