Thursday last week was Bring Your Kid to Work Day. Jackie drew the short straw.
During the day, one of Jackie’s co-workers, also a Dad, came over and, quietly, smirkingly, informed her that it was clear we were raising an all-American boy.
Why’s that?
Because when Dad sent his (same age as Justin) daughter down the hall to make photo copies, Justin checked out her ass.
Yes, right in front of Dad.
*facepalm*
Boy claimed innocence in the face of our teasing; doesn’t know what we’re talking about, but it doesn’t hold water.
Me: “So… was she hot?”
Him: “… I think she must work out or something.”
Yeah. Innocent.
