Or: How to Avoid the Couch
When your King Arthur-obsessed 2 1/2 year old hands your wife a sword and tells her to be the Lady of the Lake, you better be darned sure she's seen Monty Python and the Holy Grail before you call her "my watery tart."
P.S. I did not actually get relegated to the couch, but the initial look I received when I made the comment was enough to ensure the mistake won't be repeated... for, you know, a few days.
P.P.S. In case you're wondering why I haven't posted any pics of the boys in a while, well, you see, we have this problem of losing technology. Don't worry, Rosie, we found the camera. The cell phone, on the other hand...
P.P.P.S. The purpose of this last note is solely to ensure that the picture of Matthew doesn't spill over on top of the post below.
:) (for good measure)
