As a parent of two girls, there are certain things Jay and I try to avoid talking about at home to lower the changes of them ending up in therapy. But most likely we are screwing our kids up each and every day, without meaning to.
Exhibit F: Jay and Addi drive home from swimming lessons, told from Jay's perspective
Addi: Daddy, are you and Mommy going to diet at the same time?
Jay: Yes! Right after Christmas!
Addi: [insert hysterical crying here]
Jay, confused, followed by a light bulb moment when he realized she said DIE... Not diet.
I should really start a fund for this.