Today I was getting the groceries out of my car when my son said the craziest thing.

See, since I have two boys by myself and lots of groceries I usually leave them in the car while I carry the groceries to the balcony of my first floor apartment and sit them on my patio chairs. Then I get the boys and bring them into the house. Just sharing a little trick on how I manage with my sugars.

ANYHOO- While I was walking back to the car for another load of groceries, a white guy pulls up in this NIIICEEE car! Ofcourse, I’m sweating it but not really noticing the guy. I make some kind of remark under my breath and as he walks by he looks at me puzzled and says, “What happened?” I shrugged and said, “Nice car.”

He walked away and so did I. No big deal. But my 3 1/2 year old son obviously thought it was.

When I opened the front door to get more bags out he questioned me like he was a stalking baby daddy!

“Mama! Who was that man?!”

I laughed and shook my head.

“Mama! I said who was that man?!”

I looked at him amazed and amused and explained myself like he was an abusive husband.

“Sai, it was just some guy, I dont know.”

“Why you talking to him?” he asked, looking at me with a serious expression. “Why you talking to him?”

DANGGGG!

Do men get these traits at an early age?

I explained to my son that I can talk to whoever I want to and Im gonna beat his behind if he ever question me like that again.

Child please! I aint got no man!

Or so I thought…