Trevor got up and went downstairs this morning. In the diaper bag, he found a condom (packed there since our last vacation.) He brought it up to me while I was getting ready for work. I said to him, "what do you have there?" He told me, "it's a fruit snack!"
Later, his dad called me at work because Trevor had woken up from a nap and was convinced I was home somewhere. I told him I was at work, and then I asked where he was. "I'm in Chicago" he tells me. He prounounces it 'cago, but I knew what he meant.
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