Wednesday.

I hate coming back to work after a couple days off to a huge pile of work on my desk. But what's even worse is coming back to no work on my desk.

Think about it.

Where did he pick that up?

My son just said "I'm in a crisis situation. I can't find my Lego guy."

Oh my god, they killed Kutner!

YOU BASTARDS!

Your sister is a whore!

I went to pick up my son from school (early!) today. As we were walking out to the car he sees this little boy and says "Aren't you Sophie's* brother?"
The kid says "Yes. My sister kissed me!" (which is weird in itself, right?)
But then my son replies "Your sister tried to kiss me, too!" and he said it in that "your sister tries to kiss everyone" voice.
So I dragged him off before the kid tried to fight my son for calling his sister a slut.
Even though my son could have totally kicked his ass. But that slutty sister better stay the hell away from my son, damn it.

*Name changed to protect the reputation of the young. Or possible because I can't remember the slut's real name. Your choice.