Setting the scene: In the van, having just picked up the oldest from school a few days ago.
Son 1: Mom, do you know what KFC stands for?
Me: Yes, I do. Why?
Son 1: What is it?
Me: Kentucky Fried Chicken.
Son 1: (laughing)
Me: What is so funny?
Son 1: You’ll see.
(Pick up Son 2 from his school. Son 1 turns to him)
Son 1: Tell Mom what KFC stands for.
Son 2: You don’t know Mom?
Me: Apparently not. What does it stand for?
Son 2: Killing Fat Chickens.
Me: Oh, Lordy.
And folks, that is a typical conversation on any given day during carpool time.