Me ... "So, Brian, ask you son what he did to get into trouble today at school."
Brian ... "Oh, oh. H, what did you do?"
H ... (muffled) "Nothing."
Brian ... "You had to do something."
Me ... "The teacher said this is the maddest she's ever been at him."
Brian ... "H, what did you do?"
H ... (muffled, and giving us puppy dog eyes) "I licked (a little girl's) tongue."
We, of course, had to proceed to explain why it's wrong to lick a little girl's tongue. Germs and all, you know. I then gave H a big hug. He felt terrible after all. And while this was going on, what was Brian doing? Silent laughing and pointing back and forth to him and me. As in, "You, me, later, tongue licking." Gross. Do they really ever change?
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