Last week, K took Zoe to his office holiday party. She held court like a nearly three foot tall queen, posing for pictures, calling everyone and everything “momma”, and eating until her little belly was quite full. She received a myriad of compliments: cute, smart, sweet, funny and adorable. One of them, though, startled K. And me, later when he told me. K oversees a bunch of young people, in their late teens and early twenties. One of them, totally enamored of Z, blurted out, “She has sexy eyes.” Uh er… Nuh uh. K responded quickly, with a WTH-look on his face, “What did you say?!?” Poor thing was confused by his reaction. Sexy is a good thing, right? Not when you’re referring to a toddler. Word choice, people. Word choice.