The charges and I made a grocery stop for their mom today and as we cruised through the meat aisle, older charge spotted a sign advertising "butt steak".
OC: (pulling on my arm with an incredulous look on his face) Laura, Laura look at that sign! It says butt!
Me: Yes, it does.
OC: Is there really something called butt steak or is that a joke?
Me: That's a real kind of steak, B.
OC: (laughing) That's gross. Who would eat something called butt steak?
Younger Charge: I would!
OC: No you wouldn't.
YC: (also laughing) Yes, I would, B., because it's funny! Right, Laura?
And yes, I laughed. I can't be Mary Poppins every day, folks.