The 8 year old has been watching Friends. Clearly I don’t remember it well enough because I didn’t see this new found love as a problem. However, tonight, as I was working in the kitchen, the 8 year old ran in and asked me what porn was. Before I could answer she said “Is it a TV show?”
“Urm, yes, kind of” I replied in a buttock clenching “OH MY GOD, SAY WHAT?” kind of way.
“Oh, right, because Chandler is watching Shark Porn. So I guess it’s a bit like those animal documentaries that we watch together” she announced before returning to the lounge leaving me sat at the kitchen table wondering why I’d just been stealth bombed.
I am just imagining the conversation at school when, during a class, the 8 year old announces that as a family we love to sit down and watch David Attenborough porn.