"Proud" parenting moment (depending on who you ask)

OK, first, I suck - it's been over a month since my last post. I have NO good excuse. Kids have been sick, husband has been traveling, snow has been falling. Still, cute things have been happening around me every day and I keep filing them away in my memory bank instead of documenting them here. SHAME on me.

Tonight, we truly learned that Rascal is indeed McGraw's son. I sometimes let Rascal have comendere my iPhone where he plays educational games watches Justin Bieber videos on youtube. Tonight was such a night, because sometimes a Mom just has to watch the news E! News. So I was watching "the news" and a story about Lindsay Lohan came on. I know she's a train wreck, but she's also the star of one of Rascal's (and my) favorite movies: Parent Trap (the remake, and I have no qualms with loving the new version and not the old, although I did one time see Haley Mills in the lobby of my gyno office -AWESOME!). Anyway, as McGraw and I were watching LiLo, they showed footage of her "more demure" outfit that she recently wore to a court date (and by more demure, I'm not quite sure what they meant... more demure than going nude, a la Madonna in that book where she's walking down the street with her hoo-ha hanging out?). Anyway, I said: "Ew, look at her boobs!" Rascal, who usually I can sit there and say "Rascal, Rascal, Rascal, Rascal, Rascal, Rascal, Rascal" and he won't even bat a single girls-will-be-jealous-of-those-some-day eyelash, immediately looked up from his educational game video to catch a glimpse of her "girls". Awesome.