Warning - Adult Content (eventhough my kids said it!)

The other day AAA started telling me a story, "Mom, today I hit Scott in the balls on the playground..." and she continues. When she finally finishes her story, I said, "I can't believe you just told me that story." "What??" she asks innocently. I replied, "Now tell me the story again." She continued, "Today on the playground I hit Scott with the balls..." "Oooh," I say. "What?", she asked. Then she gets it, "Mooommmm. .. I know what you think I said. You're so gross!" We laugh and that's the end of it...at least for an hour. Later we were in the car. AAA was in the very back row and she yells to me in the front, "Mom, does Will know?" I reply, "Does he know what?" She says again, "You know. " Then she whispers as loud as she can (!), "That he has balls." Will perks up and replies, nonchalantly, "Of course I know I have balls!" AAA then asks, innocently, "What are they for anyway?" Will replies, "For collecting your pee!"

It's a laugh a minute around here!