Last Friday when we were leaving the restaurant Keegan noticed a cigarette butt on the ground.

"What's that orange thing mommy?"
"It's a cigarette."
"My daddy had those, he would put them in his mouth and blow out."
"Okay."
"He would kick the soccer ball with me and blow out on those."

Keegan would have been two and a half when he saw this. Kids recognize a lot more than you think they do. And then I had to find a way to explain that cigarettes are bad for you without making him feel badly about his daddy.