Where has my hearing gone??

I came thisclose to beating a man to death today (not really, but humor me) because of mishearing a word my son said...

We drove the hour trip to pick up my stepdaughter, T, today, and of course, an hour in the car with an 11 YO and 2 6 YOs equals~ a potty break.

We stopped at the rest area (which is rather clean, or else I wouldn't bother) and Spawn (11YO) took the two younger boys into Men's Room.

They all come out, unscathed, and we hop back in the car.

Spawn: There was a creepy old man in there!

ME: Just because he's old doesn't mean he's creepy, jeez!

Spawn: He fondled me!

What?!?!? I'm seriously about to jump outta the car and go flying into the Men's restroom at the rest area, and break some old guy's neck!

ME: He fondled you???

Spawn: I said he followed me!!! JEEZ, Mom!! What are you freaking out about??

ME: (laughing) I thought you said "Fondled"!!

Spawn: I don't even know what that means!!!

So I had to spend the next 15 minutes explaining what "fondle" means...