I explained (in great detail) to the Boy Child what a brazilian was.
As in "wax".
As in I said, "Sometimes they leave a little lightning bolt or heart!"
And I explained this while at Tae Kwon Do, waiting on class to start.
I don't think I was using my inside voice.
Two rednecks with three teeth between them were listening whilst I explained it.
It's possible their collective jaws are still on the floor.
I'm either the best mother of all time or the worst. I'm not sure which yet.