“You know what I haven’t seen in awhile?” I say to Bryan. “Fight Club. I love that movie. Let’s rent it.” Bryan heads to the video store and returns with the movie. As we’re watching, I realize that momhood has ushered in a new era of overreaction to bloody images.
Me: Whoa! Oooooo.
Me: Jeez! JEEZ!
Me: This is violent.
Bryan: It’s not called Cuddle Club.