There we were. me, my wife and our two boys watching Great White Sharks breach for whales. Shark week on Discover is a big thing in our household since Zalen, our 8year old considers himself the second coming of Jacques Cousteau.
A commercial for another show, Auction Wars I think, comes on. A husband complains that his wife spent 4 grand for a book and she retaliates by saying her husband spent 200 on a stripper pole.
Ten or fifteen minutes go by before Zalen says, "Mom, what is a stripper pole?"
His question certainly flustered my wife but not nearly as much as when our 10 year old piped up and said, "It's a pole naked women hold onto when they dance on for money."
My wife immediately shot me a glance. She didn't say a word but the question was there in her eyes. Did you tell him about stripper poles.
In self defense I turned to Tarek. "Where did you learn about stripper poles?"
"In a magazine," he answered.
My wife's brows arched higher.
"What magazine? I inquired.
"One of those fishing ones," Tarek answered. "In the back they have an ad for a stripper pole alarm clock."
So what did I do? I googled it and found this.
At least it doesn't spray glitter too.