During a visit to the Ps' law office this week, the 6 year-old, as is his way, made himself right at home. Wandered the hallways, made cocoa in the Keurig machine, swiped Mom's ID badge through turnstiles and keypads like a secret agent and opened desk drawers in search of candy, gum, rubber bands and who knows what else. And that's when he found it -- the bullsh*t button. He didn't have to look far -- it was right there on Dad's desk. Styled after the Staples "easy" button, the BS button cries out to be smacked by kiddie and grown-up hands alike. But, unlike the easy button, the BS button spews various forms of BS invective -- "Bullsh*t alert!" "Bullsh*t alert -- take precautions!" "That ain't bullsh*t, that's horsesh*t!" Funny when used as an auto-punchline by a seasoned labor lawyer, not so much when in the hands of a kindergartner (ok, some of the more junior lawyers in the office laughed, hard). The more senior secretaries were NOT amused. Yet another reason I won't be voted Mother of the Year . . . .
