My brother-in-law, Josh, kid-sat, house-sat, and pet-sat while we were in Illinois for a week. The other night after we got home, Noah asked, "Why did Uncle Josh go out onto the porch by himself sometimes?" I said, "Well, first, he probably wanted some peace and quiet. Second, he smokes, and he didn't want to get the cigarette smell in the house." Noah replied, "Ahhhh. I knew it was probably something scandelous."
Speaking of Josh, he came across this letter Paul wrote to a classmate. The entire subject is hilarious, but it's even funnier when I think of PAUL as the one discussing it.