It was bound to happen...

Picture if you will my family grocery shopping Sunday evening. Jonathan's riding along in one of those fancy kid-friendly car carts and Josh is pushing him. We stop at the deli to get some lunch meat and as the service worker is handing us our order he asks, referring to Jonathan, "does the pirate want a piece of cheese?" SERIOUSLY? I know I'm being a bit dramatic and over protective but seriously, there is no need of comments like that. I know he was probably being numerous, but it's still a month away from Halloween. We don't put a patch on him as part of a costume! OY VE!! Silly teenagers!