Bite your tongue! Part deux

"Look out Mom!" volleys an energetic warning from my five year old, just as something slimy and yellow zooms past my head. It lands with a juicy splat on the just mopped hardwood floor of my music room.

"Don't slip on the banana peel!" Tori giggles uncontrollably at her joke.

Inwardly I am shouting. "Ahhg! Not on the clean floor!" But I remind myself to watch my words.

Outwardly I cringe and force myself to smile.

The feigned smile breaks the ice and I say,"That was a silly joke when I was little too."

I pick up the slippery banana peel between thumb and forefinger and carry it to the trash.

That's not so hard... yet.