Thanks for showing us your

Thanks for showing us your beaver

M. looking out the window at the plastic yard animal in the grass: "Scuse me, Mister Beaver, you all wet, you having a bath, you need a towel?" Me and L. cracking up at this sweet concern on his part.

Then leaving her house I wave and say "Thanks Auntie L. for showing us your beaver!"

He's not even 3 yet, he doesn't get why we're laughing, but it's possible I will go to hell for cracking lewd jokes like this or for leering when Sam I am asks if you'd do it in the dark with a goat.