So, the oldest was going to bed last night and I mentioned sitting outside during the day to get some sun since it was so nice out, and that something had bitten my neck.
Him: Was it Edward?
Me: The platypus?
Him: (puzzled expression) What?
Me: Edward, the platypus.
Him: (puzzled expression turns to one of mom-is-a-retard) I meant the Twilight Edward.
Me: Oh. Wow! You know you have kids when the first Edward you think of when you hear the name is a cartoon character.