I got an earful at the bus stop today.  Another little girl in Goose’s kindergarten line had all kinds of stories to tell.

Little kindergarten girl:  Our car is a piece of junk.

Me:  Oh, really?

LKG:  Yeah, we had to push it all the way over here.  Me and my mom.  My little brothers stayed in the car and said weeeeee!

Me:  That’s too bad.

LKG:  I have this special rock to remember my cousin by.

Me:  That’s a pretty rock.

LKG:  He broke up with my mom.

Me:  Your cousin broke up with your mom?

LKG:  Yeah.

Me:  That’s too bad.

LKG:  And then he left with Corinne.

Me:  Corinne?

LKG:  Yeah.  Corinne stomped on my mom’s heart and crushed it.

Me:  That’s too bad.

 

I don’t even want to know what my kids are saying when I’m not around.