Sometimes Parents Learn From Their Children

I’m visiting my mom and we’re looking in her refrigerator. There’s a cauliflower salad.

Mom: “I like it raw.”

Me: “Oh, good Lord, Mother, don’t say that.”

Mom: “Why?”

Me: “Ummm… Ummm…”

Mom: “Is it something sexual?”

Me: “Yes, and thank you so much for not making me explain that to you.”