I hate cigarette smoke as much as the next guy does.
And quite possibly more than most. Being honest here. HOWEVER.
I would like to state for the record that I had NOTHING – N-O-T-H-I-N-G – to do with the fact that, when we’re outside somewhere and my child spots a smoker, this is what he does.
AHHHHHHH! OH NO! OH NO! Somebody’s smoking! What can we do, Mommy? Where can we go to be safe? QUICK! RUN!
In real life, I’m trying to settle him down on that issue. In blog life, it’s kind of hilarious.