Some of you may not know that I'm a parent. I have a fabulous four-year-old son who rocks my world on a daily basis, and is the funniest human I've ever met (without even trying). Case in point? My experience yesterday afternoon...

A sweetheart client brought me a little treat from the Exotic Bakery...one penis cookie and one vagina cookie. It was a nice gesture, and we had a good time. I had to pick up my son early and i forgot that a small party was planned for a teacher who was leaving, and that my son was going to miss it by leaving when we did. He was a little bummed on the way out to the car, so I told him I had a treat for him. I chose the vagina cookie because it was the least obviously pornographic, and we went on our way. Our conversation in the car went like this:

Me: Is that a good cookie?
Son: Yeah! It has lots of icing on it.
Me: Oh good, I'm glad you like it.
*pause*
Son: Mommy, what's this icing on the top?
Me: Hmmm?
Son: What's it the shape of?
Me: I don't know. What does it look like to you?
*pause*
Son: A duck!
Me: Wow, cool, a duck! That's pretty neat.
Son: Yeah, it's a duck inside a slipper!
Me: Awesome.

So there you have it. the duck/slipper/vagina cookie made everything okay. Thanks, B...and thanks for the hard work, too...