No cause for alarm!

Subtitled: The trouble with prepositions

Uno and Dos had been fighting all through breakfast; I kept encouraging them to work it out without telling me every little thing the other had done (they haven't quite figured out the fine line between tattle telling and real need-to-know information). Honestly, after a while I just tuned them out because I'm an awesome mom like that. And then....

UNO: But I don't want to make out with a girl who sticks her tongue out at me!

RCH (snapped back to attention): What did you just say?

UNO: I said I don't want to make out with a girl who sticks her tongue out at me!

RCH (panicked about where she could have learned that): What does that mean?

UNO: It means she made a mean face and stuck her tongue--

RCH: No, no, the other part.

UNO: It means I don't want to be friends with her right now even if she says she's sorry.

RCH: Oh! Make up! You don't want to make up with her. Not make out. Okay. That's fine. You guys just ignore each other for a while until you can be friendly again. No problem.

*Phew!*


~RCH~