And The Children Shall Lead

(I’m riding in a car with my little sister and our lesbian parents.)

Little Sister: “Mama?”

Mama: “Yes, sweetie?”

Little Sister: “Mommy says you have a lead foot.”

Mama: “What?!”

(Our Mom, riding shotgun next to mama, tries to discreetly slouch in her seat as if to escape notice.)

Little Sister: “Can I see it?”

Me: “Mom meant that mama speeds—she doesn’t actually have a foot made of lead.”

Little Sister: *obviously disappointed* “Oh…”

Mama: *to our mom* “We’ll speak about this later, honey!”