Me: Oh?
Jackson: Yeah, there's this guy and he gets shot. And then he says the F word.
Sydney: What's the F word?
Me: Umm
Jackson: Umm
Sydney: Oh I know. Is it F-A-T?
[I have been giving her more polite synonyms for fat recently]
Jackson: Well, that is the girl's F word. The boys have a separate one.
Sydney: Really?
Me: Really?
Jackson: Yes, because boys don't care about being fat. Girls do. So the boys have a separate F word.
Sydney: I don't care about being fat.
Jackson: Yeah, I don't either.
Me: Both of you are skinny!
Sydney: We are?
Jackson: I wouldn't care if I was fat.
Sydney: Me either.
Where do I even begin?
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