Oh And Forget Sexy.

Forget about sexy. This week Ethan learned the f word.
We had just finished watching Kung Fu Panda 2 when all of a sudden he starts saying it,  dropping the bombs over and over and over.
He must of said it eight times before I could pull myself together enough to say, "Ethan, honey, what are you saying?"
Yep. That was it. Loud and clear.
I guess during writing John T asked him if he knew what the F word was and then proceeded to tell him all about it.
The F word! In kindergarten!
It opened up some conversation for us though.
"Ethan, you can always talk to mommy or daddy about anything you hear at school like that."
"Like what?"
"You know, like curse words, or sex, or whatever."
"Oh OK. Mom?"
"Yes?"
"What's sex?"
O Lordy. (Insert slapping forehead here).