"Dad, the TV's not working!," exclaimed Kaleb, our 5-year-old, two days ago.
I came into the den, glanced at the TV, and observed it was displaying blocks of messed-up TV picture across the screen and muting the audio.
I explained to Kaleb that the TV signal was pixelizing -- displaying little blocks of messed-up TV instead of a good picture. He said, "Oh!", and I changed to a different channel with better reception.
Yesterday, same problem. I said, "It's pixelizing again," and changed the TV to a better channel.
Today, we were watching TV together. It started acting up, and Kaleb said, "Dad, it's prostituting."
I should have simply said, "You mean pixelizing," but I didn't think enough before speaking. I added on, "Prostituting is something entirely different."
Of course that opened the way for Kaleb's next question.... "What's prostituting?"
"Uh... that's a word you don't need to know about until you're older."
He seemed satisfied enough with that answer... Whew!