So Thomas is riding in the back seat of my truck as I drive him to flag football practice. Out of the blue he says, "Dad, you shouldn't have hookers in your truck."
What? Surely he didn't just say...
"Thomas, what did you say?"
"I said, you shouldn't have hookers in your truck. Mom would be mad."
My mind was racing. I could not see him in the back seat, so I had no idea what prompted his seemingly random moral warning.
At the light I turned around to see him... holding a coat hanger. The "hooker" in question.
I was quite relieved that there was no other context for the word in his young mind. But truer words have never been spoken.
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