Typical Friday night for me. I'm working feverishly in my office while Ava and Chet and Ava's friend Livia try to decide on what movie to get from pay-per-view. I made the mistake of telling Ava that her old best friend Maude, Judd Apatow's daughter, is in Knocked Up so she was begging me to watch it.

"I wanna see Knocked Up! I wanna see Knocked Up!" she howled.

"Ava," I said. "You're nine. There is no way I will let you watch that film." By the way, the version she had highlighted on the screen was not even the unrated Knocked Up. "You wouldn't like it, it's all about sex."

"But I love sex!" said Chet, who is six. "I was born from it!"

When he figured that out and exactly what he figured out is anybody's guess.

I had them watch License to Wed instead. I usually have a no Barney and no Robin Williams policy in my house that is strictly enforced, but this time I caved.