Driving out of the parking lot of our neighborhood supermarket, after a doughnut run, on the way to school:
Carpool Girl: Oh my God! Those people were making out in their car when we got here!
Evil Mother: They're still making out?
The Roo-Girl: Ew, yes. And they are SO OLD!
EM: How old? You mean like 30?
CPG: Oh yeah. Or maybe 40. Or even 50.
EM: Watch that!!
TRG: Yeah, you don't want to go there with my mom!
EM: *looking over at the offending car in question* Oh, you guys. Those people are not old. Give me a break. And they probably are just sneaking away from their kids to grab a smooch.
TRG and CPG: *unison gagging*
EM: Puh-leeze. Wonderhubby and I used to do that when we were dating. We used to meet at the McDonald's ...
TRG: ARRRGGHHHHH.... MOM! That's disgusting. I don't want to HEAR this.
CPG: Yeah, TMI, ya know?
EM: What? We old people are not allowed to make out?
TRG: MOM! I'm eating! Oh gag, don't talk about this when I'm eating! Now I've totally lost my appetite.
And that is how I scored a half a doughnut this morning!