Luke and I were having lunch at Costco on Thursday afternoon. Someone came and sat down at the table right behind us. Luke looked at the person, and his eyes started to bug out of his head. I don't know that he'd ever seen something like this before:
He asked (once again VERY LOUDLY), "Is that that man's bum??!!"
Now this was awkward on many levels, the first being that it was a lady. And the second being that it just isn't something one should point out. So I told him, "Luke, we don't talk about bums." And then of course he had to repeat it. "We don't talk about bums. We don't talk about that man's bum." So I did the only thing I could, "Um... Luke, are you about done with that hot dog?"
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