It does recall an incident I related on my blog (I think). My son was showing his babysitter a picture we have hanging on our wall of Lynn and I in Paris in 2000, before Brendan was born. In the picture we are standing at the carousel at the bottom of Sacre Coeur in Montmartre, and we are kissing. After looking at the picture, Brendan said to the baysitter, “That was when Mommy and Daddy loved each other.” The babysitter said, “Surely your Mommy and Daddy still love each other.” He repleid, “No, Mommy calls Daddy an idiot.”

So apprently, we’ve got things to work on, too.