You Are So Busted

When I came down to breakfast yesterday I was greeted by a grouchy 8 year old. This is not at all unusual.
"What's up, honey?"
"Mom, you were rude on your blog."
"My blog? When did you see my blog?"
[backpedaling] "Well I wanted to know more about your vacation so I went to your blog...and you were rude. I saw what you wrote about the table. And you swore. "
"I'll let you in on a little secret, honey. When I'm not around children I swear all the time."
I explained that my blog was not written for children and that he shouldn't be reading it. Then I changed the password on my computer.