Toots: Mom? There’s something I can’t tell you.
Me: OK. Don’t tell me right now.
Toots: Enrique tried to kiss me last week at school.
Toots: I told him it wasn’t a good time.
Me: When did you tell him would be a better time?
Me: Like later this year? Or later in 2025?
Toots: I KNEW I shouldn’t have not told you!
(We had more conversation about this particular topic. And I’m pretty sure I blew it.)