Reed and I are singing our version of a Bruno Mars song…

Your kiss takes me to par-a-dise. Yeah, your kiss takes me to par-a-dise. And it sho-o-o-ows. Yeah, yeah, yea* — Reed stops suddenly.

Reed: Why not love?

Me: Because love is not sex.

Reed: And kiss is like sex.

Me (Hesitant): Well… Not really.

Reed: Why (use the word) ‘kiss?’

Me : Because I didn’t think about it enough. We can use ‘love’ instead.

Reed: Because love is like sex.

Me: Not really… But sometimes people do mix them up.

Reed (Laughs): I sex you, Ba. I sex you. I sex you! I sex you!

It takes me a moment to realize what Reed is trying to say because all I can think is ‘Ahhhhh! Stop saying the word sex!’ and ‘Stop saying it to me!’

Deep breath.

Me: Reed, let’s not say that. It’s ‘I love you’ not ‘I sex you.’

Reed: Let’s mix them up!

Me: Let’s not. ‘Sex’ is a word for grown-ups — Do you use grown-up words?

Reed (Serious): No, because I’m still growing, right?

Yeah, way too fast.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e-fA-gBCkj0