We went to the baumarkt (DIY shop) last week. As we parked, the ten-year-old asked: “where’s the sex shop?” resulting in a incongrous burst of hilarity and concern.
The motorway service station on a previous day had a sex shop beside it. Luckily it was impossible to miss, proclaiming in gigantic red letters ‘SEX SHOP’. The kids immediately started up “what’s it for” etc… we managed to divert their attention.
For some reason he now thinks there are sex shops all over the place. He also thinks SEX Shops are where women buy lipstick and teeth whitener and stuff to make them sexy… we haven’t corrected him.
He turns eleven today; I’ll miss his innocence.