Last Wednesday night I had tucked both of my children into bed, poured myself a glass of wine and settled into the couch with my laptop for one of my favourite TV shows, The Bachelorette!
Oh yes, I'm a massive reality crap TV fan. And this is one of the finest in that genre.
Just as it started my five year old boy quietly sneaked out of his bedroom and planted himself on the couch beside me.
Here is the conversation that ensued....
He - I can't get to sleep. I'm scared.
Me - You can't stay out here, this isn't a kid's show.
He - Well can't you just flip it over to another show?
Me - No, I really want to watch this show. It's only for grown ups.
He - Why? Why can't kids watch it? Does it have fighting?
Me - No, you know I don't like to watch fighting shows.
He - Does it have swearing?
Me - Oh, maybe a bit. But no, there's not much swearing in this show.
He - Well, why can't I watch it?
Me - Because there's grown up stuff in it.
He - Like what?
Me - Well, it's about love and stuff.
He - But what's wrong with that? Love is good. You're supposed to love each other.
Me - Yes, but this is grown up love stuff.
He - Ohhhhhhhhhh, you mean kissing and stuff!
Me - YES! Yes, exactly! Now, go to bed!!
Oh boy...you can see it now can't you?
I'm going to be just fabulous when he starts asking about S.E.X and stuff!!