It's Doubly Funny because they have no idea why it's funny in the first place

When it comes to sex, and all things related, my girls know quite a bit.  I am pretty open with them and talk to them about whatever they want to talk about  Answering any questions they may have, without stumbling all over the answers and embarrassing them, or myself.  But no matter how much they do know (and god does it seem like they know a LOT for their age) I am thankful there is still a lot they don’t know.

This past weekend we were driving to a friend’s house, and it was raining, I  had the windows partially down and you could smell the rain.  But in the city, on the highways it doesn’t smell like fresh spring rain.

It smells… well, fishy.

And the girls picked up on that.

OH MOM! Isn’t it romantic!?  It smells like fish!  Get your boyfriends, call your girlfriends.  Romance all around.  It smells like fish and that’s romantic.

I am trying to keep the car on the road, and a straight face when I ask them, “So, girls, why are fish romantic?”

“I don’t know Mom but every time someone starts talking about their girlfriend they always mention it smells like fish.  For whatever reason, they think fish are romantic. Personally I think it stinks.”

I’m dying here, they have no idea what the connection is.  I can’t really tell them because they will A) be embarrassed and B) so grossed out they won’t even believe me.  So, I let it go.

Until we get to our friend’s house.  Which happens to be his stepsister’s house.  A woman I’ve never met before in my life.  And my girls, being girls with limited filters, get out of the car yelling at the top of their lungs, “It smells like fish! Isn’t it romantic!?!?”

The Universe ignores my silent begging “Please swallow my now.  Please, open a crater, and just swallow me now.”

Then they do me one better.

They go Facebook with it.

Now, all of their friends, some of my friends and our entire extended family can see that my girls think “fish smells” are romantic.

And they have no idea why.

Then, to make matters worse (because clearly, they weren’t bad enough) the kids all started playing a game.   They played the “That’s what she said” game.  But with a twist.  If one of them said “That’s what she said” they all had to name a color.  The last one to name a color?

Had to make a sex sound.

What kind of game are kids playing these days?

There have been times I’ve been embarrassed by what my girls know about sex.  This time I was almost glad to be embarrassed by what they didn’t know about sex.

Now, to go embarrass them and set the record straight.

They’ll never think of fish in the same way again.