So, driving in the car with Brayden yesterday, her voice piped up from the back seat, and the following conversation took place:
Brayden: Mom, what's I.B.S. ??
Me: Irritable Bowel Syndrome
Brayden: What's that?
Me: Well, I'm pretty sure it's when your stomach cramps, and you poop a lot. Or can't poop at all.
Brayden: That's disgusting.
Me: People can't really help it, it's just something that happens.
Brayden: No, I mean that's disgusting that a restaurant would do that.
Me: Huh? What?
Brayden: That restaurant back there, ::insert name of favorite local BBQ joint:: has on their sign "Best IBS in town". Why would we want to eat there if it's going to make us sick?
And you know, it took me just a minute to figure it out.
Me: RIBS, Brayden, best RIBS in town. The "r" is missing.