It’s tough raising kids in a society where we are all free to do what we like and being who we are, we are also trying to be politically correct…
My neighbor’s mom is in town and she smokes. Everytime we get home she is standing at her gate smoking… Umi is finding this fascinating so we have a conversation about it. The moral of the conversation leaned towards what I wanted the take out to be.
We got out of the car and we politely greet as we go our way.
Umi: *shouting to the lady’s direction*  you must stop smoking or you will stink like an old lady and then die 🙈🙈🙈
Me: hey, hey shhhh let’s go.

Needless to say, I will not be going anywhere until the old lady goes back home. I need to keep indoors for a while 🙈🙈🙈
By the way, the stinking had nothing to do with being old in my conversation…