For the thousandth time of the morning, I tell Garrett we are NOT getting out the paints.
His reaction?
He smacks his hands to his thighs, growls, stomps off, and yells at the top of his lungs, "DAMN IT!"
My reaction?
Giggling inside, shock on the outside. I gasp, "GARRETT, we do NOT say those words."
Laura helpfully responds, her eyes wide, "We don't say 'damn it'."
Garrett, distracted from his anger, says, "Yeah, 'damn it' is not good."
Laura replies, with a smirk, "'Damn it' is bad words."
Garrett continues, laughing, "We can't say 'damn it', mom."
Me? "ONE MORE TIME AND I AM WASHING OUT MOUTHS. YOU'RE DONE."
If they can figure out how to work in curse words five times in a 30 second conversation at ages 3 and 4, I JUST.CAN'T.WAIT. until they're 14. That should be fun, damn it.
His reaction?
He smacks his hands to his thighs, growls, stomps off, and yells at the top of his lungs, "DAMN IT!"
My reaction?
Giggling inside, shock on the outside. I gasp, "GARRETT, we do NOT say those words."
Laura helpfully responds, her eyes wide, "We don't say 'damn it'."
Garrett, distracted from his anger, says, "Yeah, 'damn it' is not good."
Laura replies, with a smirk, "'Damn it' is bad words."
Garrett continues, laughing, "We can't say 'damn it', mom."
Me? "ONE MORE TIME AND I AM WASHING OUT MOUTHS. YOU'RE DONE."
If they can figure out how to work in curse words five times in a 30 second conversation at ages 3 and 4, I JUST.CAN'T.WAIT. until they're 14. That should be fun, damn it.
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I've been there with my two. My older one knows not to repeat any of the bad words that my husband and I let slip every so often. My daughter, who is almost 3, doesn't know that yet. The other day she was struggling to get her shoes out of the closet and I heard her mutter under her breath, "Shit." Oh, dear God, I'm so sorry.
Back to my son...last Christmas, while listening to some holiday music, my husband asked my son, "Do you know who Jesus Christ is?" His reply? "Those are bad words and I'm not allowed to say them." We're heathens, plain and simple.
Haha great entry!!
I should totally not admit to this, but Jack repeated it the other day. He's 17 months old.
Eek!
(Giggle giggle)
oh damn it!!! lol.
Lucy :)
Oh, Alison, I'm totally laughing my ass off at your comment. Bwa-ha-hahaha!
I can't wait to hear my future children repeat my cursing. Something makes me think this will happen at the WORST possible times.
Great timing... just yesterday my two-and-a-half year old uttered her first curse word. Actually she strung two together - pretty impressive, I know. Playing on the floor with her 10-month-old brother, I heard her say, "Fucken shit, Michael!".
To which I gasped, and to make sure I heard it correctly, asked what she had just said.
Clear as day, she repeated herself.
Then sang the "fucken shit" song.
With a dance.
And just think, they will have a little sister to teach these things to!!
Oh yes Stacey-teenagers are SO much fun. :) Since I am verbally abusive and then if that doesn't work-I quickly resort to physical abuse-mine aren't so bad. I am sure they are thinking horrible thoughts in their mind and I always sleep with *one eye open.*
Your stories are beyond funny. hee hee
I love this story. Only b/c it's your kids instead of mine. Again...14? Honey, it'll get "fun" way before then.
OH man, this has happened to us all (I think). Or maybe that just sounds like a great excuse! I recall when my oldest was about 2 1/2 he was following his daddy in the backyard saying 'shit, shit, shit' over and over again. Dad was picking up dog shit, and well....it was funny I have to admit.
I'm such a horrible mother!
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