So, this morning on the way to school, my 9-year-old daughter Erin & I are listening to the radio. There's a line in one particular song that says, "... he flipped me the bird, and then he was gone."
Erin pipes up: That part about 'flipping the bird' reminds me of last night!
Me: *blink blink*
Me: What on earth do you mean, honey?
Erin: Well, you know, Daddy was tucking me in last night, and he was telling me how smart I am, and pretty, and what a good girl I am, and how proud he is of me..."
Me: *blink blink* (still not correlating the two at all)
Me: How does that have to do anything with someone 'flipping the bird'?
Erin: Because I'm so smart! Not many kids my age would understand what that meant!
Somehow, I don't think that's quite where Joe was going with that compliment...