Tonight at bedtime, Geoffrey asked me a most curious question:
"Mummy, what are tentacles and balls?"
"Who was talking about that?"
"(insert name of neighbour boy) said, 'Oh, I hurt my balls... I mean my tentacles!'"
I honestly do NOT know how Rick and I managed to restrain ourselves from dissolving into a puddle of raucous laughter at that,
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